Hey everyone!! I hope you all have had a great week. Mine has been wonderful! This week I have decided to talk about Birthdays, and getting older. The 16th of March was my birthday, and the 25th is my sons. This year I turned 28, and I have to say that was a bit scary for me. I am not too keen on this getting older. Each year when my birthday comes around, I seem to dread it more and more. It isn’t as exciting as it used to be. I know I have a bit of a bitter attitude on this, but I really don’t want to get older. I am sure some people may be reading this thinking “well I am older than that and I am fine, what’s the problem?” I am not sure what my exact problem is, but I just don’t like it. Now, on the other hand my son is turning two, and I couldn’t be more excited for him. He is getting to be so big, and I cannot believe that it has been two years since he was born. I am sad to say that I am losing my baby, but I am getting another little boy in my house. I love have two young boys around, maybe I should tell you that my other son will be five in May. Now that my youngest is getting older, both of them are able to play more together, and have fun with one another. The older they both get the more personable they become. They both are very alike, and very different from one another. They are so amazing to watch grow and change. I would tell anyone who is looking to have children that it isn’t the easiest job in the world, as a matter of fact it is one of the hardest, but it is the most rewarding. As a parent, when you are able to see your child accomplish something, or say something cute and so caring your heart swells and you are proud. I may not like getting older, but I love to watch my sons grow each day.