twentynine.

I want:
To be more lady like. I’m not speaking of dotting your I’s and crossing your T’s, but more graceful in the way I come across. The way I hold my tongue and speak of others.
More printed shirts. Well this rant could be summed up in a want to be fashionable again. I feel like at one point in my life I had cute clothes and good fashion sense, but now with my baby weight gain (we can just call that being overweight since my “baby” is 8 months old now) I’ve let myself go. All my work clothes are become worn and saggy and when I’m not in work clothes I never want to wear things that I need to be sucked and tucked into. Therefore I resort to things that cover my belly and the same ol’ pair of jeans. I’d like the think it’s not for outward appears and peoples approval but more so the approval of myself. To feel good in how I look. To look in the mirror and love it… and that goes to my next topic:
To get fit. Blah blah I say it all the time, but I want the drive to stop making excuses and eating sweets or junk food. I want to be serious. I’ve been searching for a used jogging stroller to buy that way I can eliminate Moses as an excuse.
To feel 21, and act it sometimes. With our busy lives and early morning work, I feel I have become old (too scared to throw out a number). We sit at home most nights and even when we go out I get tired too quick and act boring. I want to be fun, and act fun, and have fun! I know my life is not “normal” for most 21 year olds, but I have still be married and have a child and have a good time (for time to time).
To be more creative. With pictures, with editing, and with crafts. This subject and the clothes could also all fall under:
To be more trendy. Why can’t I push the limits and my resources?

I have:
THE BEST little boy. It’s funny when you hear people talk about their kids as if they were the coolest thing since slice bread. But Moses really is the coolest thing since slice bread. He baffles and amazes us on a daily basis. We could sit for hours falling over each others words saying “look at this” or “watch this”.
An incredible husband. I get a little nutty sometimes, and he can handle that. He cooks better than I do and has no problem putting us first. He’s my goofy other half.
Enough. As much as I want, I have enough to keep me happy and pay the bills.