A good life

I have to admit that marrying again was not something I had in mind, ever again. Neither was having children, actually, I was pretty adamant about not having children. I was never very vocal about the not having kids part, but pretty much everyone that knew me well knew that I wanted to remarry about as quickly as having my wisdom teeth pulled out sans novacaine. Figuring, if I couldn't do it right the first time, why bother again? Plus, I was happy with my life overall... no responsibilities, not even a car payment.

If you would have asked me just a year and half ago what was my favorite part of the day? I'd had said, "Happy Hour after work, Sucka!"

Now? As a married woman and new mom? It's when I rock Austin to sleep at 7pm with his last bottle of the day (or at least until 11pm when he's hungry again). Watching him drift to peaceful sleep is intoxicating. Neil is usually home by about 7pm and he'll peek his head in to see how it's going... it's usually good, and then he'll lay back on the carpet next to the rocker with us in the semi-dark. When Austin is sound asleep we'll eat a quick dinner then head upstairs to watch TV, drink some wine and retreat from the world.

It's funny how sometimes it seems someone else is making decisions about your life for you. Two years ago I never would have thought I'd be here now. I do know that there's nothing I'd change, because, look at that face above. Sigh.