35 years

Sorry it has been so long since I have posted, I couldn't log in and had to go thru all of this garbage to do so!

With that said, today is my 35 birthday!  Where do I go from here?  No really, where do I go?

The boys had to interview me for a school project yesterday.  What great timing it was.  The questions were on the topic of my life.  What was your goal in life when you were younger?  What did you want to be when you grew up?  What is your biggest accomplishment?  What is the hardest thing you have ever done?  What is the most embarrassing?  What is the best day of your life.

The list went on for three pages, Carter and Riley both had to fill out the paper so they would take turns asking me the questions.  I don't think they really liked my answers,  I also think they were very surprised by them.

What did you want to be when you grew up?  I wanted to be a wife, and a mom!  That is it!  They didn't believe me, I told them they could call my mom and ask her, that is all I ever wanted to be.  I just had to pray that I would meet a man that wanted a wife and a mother for a constant companion.

What is your biggest accomplishment?  Giving birth to and raising twins!  Again they didn't believe me and asked if they could just write Crossfit instead, it sounded cooler.

The questions went on and all of the answers revolved around the boys and Erik, even my most embarrassing moment:
I was holding both of them in the farmington pool when they were just babies, one of their little piggies untied my string bikini  and it dropped to the bottom of the pool.  If I let go of them to get it they would drown.  I had to shimmy my way to the shallow end where I could set them down then proceed to pull up my pants.  I am sure that not even the lifeguard saw but it still tops the most embarrassing list!

So, at 35 years old where do I go from here.  I am still so young, yet I have accomplished all I have ever wanted to.  Where I am now is exactly where I wanted to be at 35; minus 2 kids but that is okay.  So where do I go.  It is time to set some new goals, and dream up some new dreams.  I am sure that most of them will still be centered around my 3 boys, keeping them happy and healthy.  But, some new ones need to be thought up.

I love 35, I love that I know who I am and I am at peace with me.  I love my wonderful, handsome husband and my two energetic crazy ten year old boys.  I love every person in my family and the crazy dynamic they add to my life; lets be honest if it weren't for all the crazy brother and sister in laws what would Erik and I talk about while lying in bed at night.  I love my home, my neighborhood, and the people that I train with every day, those people keep me striving to be better and work harder.  I love that I have no debt; I know that sounds dumb but how many 35 year olds can say that, if it weren't for Erik I would be dressed to the 9's and up to my ears in credit card debt.  Which brings me to the last thing, I love that just in the last month I am peace with who I am, that I am not the Jone's, or the Smith's or the Johnsons's or anyone else.  I am a Tipton, being a Tipton I know exactly who I am, where I stand, and where I am going.

Happy 35th Birthday to me.