When I say that out loud it sounds ridiculous. There is no freaking way I am FORTY-EIGHT, that is almost 50, which is the most outrageous thing I have ever heard come out of my own mouth. Other than maybe ... don't lick your sister... that was one for the books.
As I am approaching 50, I am realizing some things:
- Being a mom will be work... in worry, guidance, and prayer, as long as I am alive.
- Weighing 30+ lbs more than I should is not okay at this age, it is taxing – time to fix it.
- I have removed any and all negativity from my social media accounts. I go there to smile, cry and share. (cry in happiness and shared sadness)
- My husband is my BFF. We know that we are lucky to have one another. We match.
- I have way too many clothes.
- Thinking about our next and last home makes me super duper excited and sad at the same time.
- I have a bedroom full of little kid stuff as if I were a grandmother, and I am not. (yet)
- I have 9 pairs of readers and still find myself in situations without a pair. +1.75 approaching +2.0
- I make my bed most days now, for the first time in my life. (super-weird)
- My sister is my person. I knew this, but I get busy and sometimes forget, sorry boo. xo
- I am lucky to have a "second career" and to work in a profession that I love.
- I wish my mom was here to see these kids of ours all doing their thing.
- I am making a conscious effort to spend time with those in my life that are growing old.
- Our house is almost paid off.... - hey let's move. (so silly)
- I am so grateful for my dad. Not that I wasn't always grateful... just now more than ever. He is one humbled, vulnerable, brilliant, patient, amazing human.
- The days I get to have all my kids in the house at once are my favorite days.
And, of course, there are more but 16 seemed like a good number... and so is 48. :)
