31

In 2 hours, my birthday will have come & gone.  According to my birth certificate, believe it or not, I am 31.

Its been an interesting week here.  Some sad things.  Some hard things.  Our furnace was broken, again, all week.  Next week I'm starting a new job.  Life is a blur.  And while I'm still patiently waiting for some prayers to be answered & trying to get through each day juggling all the irons we have in the fire, today was a perfect reminder of how blessed I am.  Just embrace all these fleeting moments of insanity.

I spent the day at home with 3 wonderful kids.  Doing nothing.  Just being.
My furnace, in my beautiful home, got fixed.
I had a wonderful dinner out with my amazing family.

{Logan's pizza was the size of that inner circle of that big plate.  And he ate every.last.bite.  He ate his weight in Olive Garden tonight!  Its the only picture I took, but it deserved documentation!}

And you can't beat ice cream cake & snuggling the night away on the couch with my hubby & our 3 little loves for a movie.

I got to live life, my life, being their mommy for another year.  And here is to hoping 31 is as fulfilling as 30 has been.

I guess 31 isn't so bad :)