49 Years

It's official. As of today, I have lived for 49 years on this planet. I don't know that I have anything profound to say about this. I know that 10 years ago I was freaking out about being 39, about turning 40, even though I had heard my mother and her friends repeat the old adage "life begins at 40" my whole life. I am happy to admit that this is something she was right about. After 40, I became much more comfortable in my own skin.

Some people were surprised when I chose to adopt my girls, who are beautiful, but older. Well, I am older! As we all know, older children become more difficult to place. However, for me, it was the perfect choice. I would have been 40 and 42 if I had birthed them. My younger son and my older daughter only have a 6.5 year age gap between them. It worked out perfectly for us.

The most fabulous birthday gift I could recieve would be to find out we are out of IBESR. Probably not going to happen on a Monday, but I will accept a belated!