29 and Holding!

This past weekend I turned 29. It was sort of overshadowed by the fact that I'm just a little tired, and we are still adjusting to the newest member of our family...but, it was still a very special birthday. Mainly due to the fact that my husband always goes out of his way to make me feel adored. I used to think this was just the norm, but I realize more and more that he is about as special as they come. He also makes me laugh, as in when I opened up the cookie cake he and Carter got me and it looked like this...

When I asked him if he had them write that he said no, he just told them I was turning 29 and would like a lot of icing. He couldn't have been more right. I love that he knows the road to my heart is paved with butter cream icing (a trip the spa and a new ipod are pretty nice too). The cookie made me laugh, but it was also kinda' true. I am 29 and holding. Not in the sense that I never want to be 30 or anything like that...but, in the sense that I am doing my best to hold on to the moments that are right here in front of me. Some of those find me feeling a bit overwhelmed and exhausted, but they also find me feeling like maybe, just maybe this is exactly what life is all about. Two little lives that need you and a man that you are madly in love with, I couldn't ask for anything more...

For the year ahead I'm hoping I can hold on to all the little moments that really matter...let the ones that don't go...and treasure all that I've been given.

*Note to self: This is the year Carter picked out a "barking birthday card" for you. She had to have it and sang along with the dogs as they barked.