Lots and lots of changes coming up in our lives. Mac turned 3 yesterday. We had an awesome birthday party for her at a petting zoo where she got to pet and feed lots of different animals and ride ponies. A few of her friends from school and some other people came and she had a blast.
There is something a little bit sad about your baby turning 3. I realize she is not my baby anymore and she is really growing up into a kid. She definately has a mind of her own and a personality of her own, for good or for worse. But she really is the most amazing little person in the world and I would change nothing about her.
In one month, I will be 30 years old. I don't feel like I'm that old but thats what the calendar says so I guess its true. I guess that means my twenties are over and I really am an adult now, but I have no clue what that means. I don't think of myself as a grown up yet. I still feel like a teenager most days.
A few weeks after my birthday, we will finally be moving out of my parents house, back into our own apartment. It can't come too soon, thats for sure. Anybody who says they enjoy living with their parents is a lying liar who lies. It has been 2 years of constant arguing, bickering, degrading hell for me. And I am glad to be getting out. And I am glad to get Mac out of this environment. I do appareciate all the help they have given me but it has really come at a personal price. I did it because I thought thats what was best for Mac at the time, but now it is beyond time to go. And I can't wait.
