whatever happened to 2,4,6,8

I was looking at my oldest daughter today as she ran through the house looking for some aveeno for her dry skin. She was naked, fresh from the shower, red bummed and still very much a little girl.

Yet, soon she will be ten years old.

Ten years. Where does the time go.

I've been thinking about that. Time. My life has felt so long. At moments too long. Like waiting for this suffering to end.

But then? But then i look at my kids. I look at that picture. I think about all the things i have done from 26-36 years of age. The woman i have become.

I am proud of who i am. I am proud of the children i have. I am proud to have four kids who make me happy, frustrated, sad, in love, madder than i ever thought i could be. I am happy for the life they have given me.