2 Kids Sleeping

I know it's been quite awhile since I graced this blog with my thoughts but give me a break...I have been busy cooking baby number 2!!! Yes, I am the mom of two kids now. Which when I stop and think about it, really think about it, I cannot believe it. And they are both sleeping right now and this is how I m spending the blissful quiet. To be fair, I was already online looking up chicken recipes since I am in charge of dinner tonight, the one night a week when the hubby is on call and I get to be in charge of dinner. . .most usually it's "Can you pick up (insert fast food restaurant here) on your way home from the tow?" (he drives tow truck on call Thursday nights.) But I am getting of track here...

The point of this post is that I have two kids before the age of 31... Yes 31 is only about two months away but still. Forever I thought I would have all three of the kids I wanted by the age of 25. Yes you read that right, 25!!!!! So I had apparently planned on being married by like 20 years old. . .not that there is really anything wrong with either scenario, but for me it would have been hell. At 20 I had the worst boyfriend I had my whole life, but he was so hot, and I obviously didn't see how bad he treated me...I didn't see that until he mysteriously just disappeared and then after a couple of weeks of no contact he had his new girlfriend calling and texting me about how great their sex was. Ugh. Via facebook stalking I found out they ended up getting married...I am SO glad I dodged that bullet with him. I was also working at Cub Foods part time...certainly neither situation would have been conducive to trying to raise a child.

I remember when 25 came and went and I thought I was so old and that time was running out for getting married and having kids. I think Mike and I had been together for a couple of years at that point but marriage was still a little ways off and kids...I was so worried about being the oldest mom! It is funny the path that life takes. You can make all of these plans and ideas and timelines and it almost never seems to work out the way you plan. Yet we all continue to keep making theses timelines for ourselves. I didn't get my career started nearly as early as I would have liked, but the point is that it happened. Same thing with the kids, they happened right when they were supposed to. I apparently wasn't supposed to have three kids by 25...maybe three will happen by 35 if that's what we end up deciding. And the point to all of this being that there is no way I was ready for marriage or kids or home ownership when I was 20...with everything I know now at 30 that I didn't at 20, I would have been a train wreck and probably very unhappy that I had "missed out" on my 20's. And I don't say any of this to offend anyone whose life took a path similar to what I thought I wanted, I am just saying that for me, I am so happy that life has worked itself out on its own and not followed the timeline that I thought would be good for me. 30 certainly is not old and life is not over...it is just beginning again, providing for and nurturing my two little ones and I would not have wanted it any other way.