Life

Yesterday was my 28th birthday. 28. Two years from 30. It's weird.

My 10 high school reunion was at the beginning of this month. I didn't go (I didn't particularly like high school), but it's just weird to think I've been out for 10 years. I don't feel like it.

Phoebe has an appointment with a developmental pedi on the 30th. Her speech is improving, but there are some issues that need to be checked on before I can calm down about it. Her regular pedi didn't understand what was going on with her, so we've been referred. I'm ready to get it over with. I am really nervous about it.

Halloween is approaching and I haven't made any effort in the costume area this year. The last 2 years, I've made Phoebe's costumes. This year? I decided she can go as Doc McStuffins because we already have her dress up clothes. Lazy.

I think I am down to a decent weight and I don't really care to lose more. Technically, I am still 15 over what I should be for my height, but whatever. I like the size I am now. My hips really can't get any smaller. I'm about to hit bone! I have wide set hips. That's just how I am.

Phoebe has been random with her naps lately. Some days she goes down easily, some days she says she wants to take a nap, but won't ever actually go to sleep. Oh well, such is life, right?

I wish I already had 2 more kids. I feel like I got started late having kids, but it honestly wasn't on purpose. I had a hard time getting pregnant the first couple of years and when I finally did, it ended in tragedy half way through. I am fully blessed to have one here with me, but I wish I was already done having kids.

Life has been fast and slow at the same time. I figure I need to find time to write about our small adventures so that I have something to go back and read.

I really do care about it. I want Phoebe to have her everyday things written down somewhere for her. For me too, really.