Sunday Soliloquy

It is Sunday, right? Right? I ask because I posted an update on Facebook on Friday saying that it was Saturday when it obviously wasn't. Time has been slipping by and slipping away so quickly.

One of my closest friends, Donna, has a little girl who's going to turn four on July 7th. And that always leads to discussions about, "Wow, where has the time gone?" And, really, I would love to know where it has gone.

Here I sit, 24 years old, and I've got a 4 year old, and an almost 2 year old. Just four short years ago, I was young, pregnant, and totally clueless. So much has changed in such a short time.

It's almost unfathomable to me that I've become the person I am today. I've served in the military. Proudly so, and to the best of my ability. I still miss it, and may even go back once I've gotten my degree.

I gave birth to a gorgeous daughter who, for as much as she can be a thorn in my foot, she's also the light of my life and brings me so much joy.

I married an amazing man. He's still serving in the military and I am so proud to say I stand behind him and support him 210%. MarvMan spoils me rotten and I don't thank him enough for it. Just today he rearranged bedrooms so one was open and now I have an office all of my own. He takes care of us and provides for us, and I am more than happy to reciprocate. Even on the bad days when I would love to burn all his socks because they're all over the floor.

Then along came my second daughter. The one who completed the family. Who was supposed to stay small and really never has. So full of spunk and attitude and spice, it's hard to believe there's any sugar in that small body until she's in your lap and snuggling you.

I am blessed to be in college, to be pursuing a degree that I can do pretty much whatever I want in it. It's terrifying at the moment because I'm looking into the week to come with four chapters to read, two discussion posts to write, an exam and a research paper to start, and my brain is seizing. But I love the challenge and I love that it's mine.

It's long weekends spent with them that I realize how amazing they are. How much I appreciate the quiet in the house after a day full of noise, but also how much I look forward to everyone waking up in the morning and the daily hum of activity in the house.

And I am only 24.