Today I am 28. It is kinda a weird thing to think about. But here is what has run through my mind lately….
I know by all means that I am not old. I also know that I have by no means passed up my having kids time, however I can tell you that not in a million years at any time leading up to my 28th year, would I have believed you if you would have told me that I would still not have kids at this time. As I look back at what I thought my life to be when I was in high school. I have succeeded and even surpassed what I believed my life to hold, with one exception. I definitely would have had kids no later than 26. I mean really, that would have given me 4 years post college to be married, spend time with my husband and have a good job. Right?
Well God has other plans. I am 28. With no kids yet. And I am ok with that. I love Thomas, I love our life, I love that I am completely content with where God has us at this moment, and I love that with each additional month that goes by I get to pour that much more into the lives of Thomas and all the people I love around me because I am not wrapped up in the world of spit up and baby love. Yet.
I am 28 and content.