32 Years Young

Welcome to the obligatory birthday post! What kind of blogger would I be if I didn't write a post congratulating myself on my own birthday! When I woke up this morning, I kinda felt like this:

Compliments of Giphy

Then I realized that even though it was 5:30am, it's my birthday! So, I felt more like this:

Cheezburger Society

Well, I'm 32 years young today - yes, that's my real age! What have I learned since age 31? Let's see...

• I can function on little sleep.
• Moving your family halfway across the world is scary but rewarding.
• When you're having a bad day, don't talk to your spouse, talk to your kid...and your dogs. You'll feel better.
• It's OK to call a place you lived but were not born in 'home'. It's also OK to miss 'home'. 
• You're stronger than you think you are.
• But you have limits. Know them.
• Everything can be solved by using a baseball bat, duct tape, or a hammer. 
• You're smart. Let everyone know it.

That kind of sums up the last year. I wonder what age 32 will bring? A house? A baby? Both? Well, yeah, both. In case you missed a memo, I'm 20 weeks pregnant and we're working on a mortgage for a house!

My wish for today? No analytical reports (or very few) and lots of cake. I want to look like this by the end of the day with my cake:

Source: Film School Rejects

I'm really excited for age 32. I don't have any wisdom to lay upon you except this: enjoy each day. You're going to get stressed out, frustrated, and pissed off - don't let it overcome you. If you do, you will resent each day and that's not why we were put on this earth.