My husband is always complaining that I'm always reaching/wanting the next big thing. I wanted to get engaged, then married, then have a baby... and he worries I don't spend enough time enjoying each stage to the fullest. I don't think he needs to worry! I think it's in my nature to always look ahead, and dream about the next big thing. But that doesn't mean I'm not enjoying every minute of my life now, the way it is. I hope my thirties bring about the time to reflect on everything I have, and how truly lucky I really am.
Do I want to have another baby? Absolutely - but I also want to spend as much time as possible loving the baby that I already have. Do I want a new house one day that has a backyard and more than one bathroom and perhaps air-conditioning? I dream about having an ensuite, but the truth is I know I'll look back one day and reminisce about the days we spent sweating in the kitchen of our first real home, the one we bought together and started a family in.
Thanks to my wonderful husband for planning a fabulous 30th birthday for me this past Friday. It was great to see so many of our friends together in one place, and I will never object to eating mussels!