this is me at 29

I turned 29 on Saturday :)  My last year of being a twenty-something. It a makes one feel a little nostalgic or leaving you wondering if you're going to accomplish everything you were supposed to before turing 30.

As I got ready for our staff holiday party last weekend I studied myself in the mirror.  

This is me. 

This is me at 29.  

I don't think I feel 29. What is 29 supposed to feel like anyways?  Do I even look 29? My body has changed so much since having Everdeen...everything seems to be much, well, softer. I look tired from our resent bought of sleepless nights and my hair desperately needs to be cut and styled.  

I hear little feet toddling down the hallway. Everdeen runs into the bathroom giggling and chasing the cat. I plop her up onto the counter and she rummages through my cosmetics bag watching me apply my makeup and do my hair.  She taps the counter with my mascara like it's a drum stick and squeals "no!" when I try to clip one of her bows in her hair. I slip on my new dress I found at the consignment store and twirl around for Everdeen. She laughs and signs for more.  I simply can not get enough of my little girl!  

I pick her up and we stand in front of the mirror together.  She lays her little head on my shoulder and I look again at myself.  Oh! This is who I'm supposed to be at 29 :)