It’s taken me a good week to get use to the fact that my “baby” turned TEN. Double-Digits!! Who am I kidding? No, I’m not use to it yet. Not okay with it at all. He’s the BABY!!!! At least I’m no longer rocking back and forth in the fetal position while hiding in the… Continue reading “The Baby” Turned TEN
I just typed 4-0 and still can’t believe it. How did that happen? I sure don’t feel 40…well except when I look in the magnifying mirror in horror. I swear I was just 34. 6am felt something like this. I then proceeded to inspect each wrinkle and gray hair. Someone remind me to make a… Continue reading Stages of Turning 40
Well the baby turned EIGHT last week! I can’t believe it. My Timehop on Facebook was killing me. I miss the boys being little. I wasn’t sure how I was going to deal with my little guy turning another year older. He’s my little love bug. He’s super funny, easy going, and LOVES his snuggles. Soon… Continue reading The BABY Turns EIGHT
