Getting Older

Some people dread big birthday milestones, as if it suddenly makes them officially "old". To me, though, it's just a good excuse to party hearty. I feel like I've accomplished pretty much all the goals I had for my twenties: I spent several years in missions and ministry, traveled all over the world, got a few years of college under my belt, met my wonderful husband, had a beautiful daughter, and now another baby on the way. If I had one regret, it would be that I didn't get to finish my degree, but I wouldn't trade my years in YWAM, my debt-free status, or starting my family for anything, either, so it's a fair trade off. Considering how difficult this particular pregnancy has been, I'm really glad I didn't put off having kids any later. One mother I know said that her pregnancies in her thirties were much harder than in her early twenties, so I'll take that as a sign that mine were pretty perfectly timed.