This weekend I will turn 34. Wow! I remember when that was reeeeally old! I was 15 when my mom was 34. I have a 10 year old and an almost 8 year old. And a -23 week old! Birthdays used to thrill me beyond belief. I think the fact that my birthday is an usual "special" day, further contributed to my enthusiasm. Now birthdays are more of a calm reflection of what has gone on in my life and how far I have come. Especially in the last 3 years. My life has done a 180 and I couldn't be more proud of myself. I am so proud of the family that I have created, and am still creating! I am proud of my health habits (although I did have an entire creme brulee at pappadeaux by myself last night in lieu of birthday cake). My husband gave me a beautiful flower arrangement yesterday woke me up this morning by snuggling up behind me and whispering "happy birthday" in my ear then rubbed my blossoming belly sweetly and kissed my cheek. I am going today to pick out a new fancy watch to go with my new career that I started last week. What better birthday present than the gift of time?! I have a bright new year ahead of me with a new addition to our family, watching my girls grow, making beautiful improvements to our home together and a new job that allows me to be more present with my family both in body and spirit. And while I haven't graced the doors of an actual church building in several months, I can actually feel God's grace and presence more at this time in my life than ever before. I hear his voice more and more every day and know that he has placed all the right people in my path for all the right reasons. My life is truly a charmed one.