Earlier today I met with a personal trainer at 24 hr fitness.  Yay for getting fit!  But I realized after I left, I must sound like a complete pathological lier or schizophrenic (is that how you spell that?)!  After talking for a minute about my husbands business that he owns, the trainer asked me about my tattoo.  I told him how I got it for free in a crap apartment from one of the two guitar players in the band I was in.  The other guitar player is now my husband.  Then I later told him about the baby I had by c-section 6 weeks ago and how I’m going back to work soon at the planetarium at CU Boulder doing show production and poster design while I finish my degree in Anthropology…haha And really, that is not even scratching the surface of all the things I’ve done.  But I realized that I sounded like I’ve lived at least four separate lives in my short 26 years.  I wonder if he believed a word I said or was just smiling politely.

A few weeks ago I started writing a post about finding my new direction in life.  I was writing about the many times I have re-invented myself and the few times I was FORCED to re-invent myself.  The post quickly became a whining fest so I never finished it.

Today I realized that while I may have absolutely no idea where I am headed, really, that’s no different than my past and I have had an amazing past.  All the crazy life I’ve lived, has led me to this moment where I sit, watching my amazing husband rock my beautiful son to sleep.  And that is really worth all the crazy up and downs and weird things that life can send towards me.

"Yeah, I'm number one son!" lol

Jayden does his best "The Chosen One" impression.