29 for the first time

Yes, I am officially 29 years old.  Only one year away from 30!

But I really don't care, in fact I'm ready to be in my thirties.  I feel like the best is yet to come for me. 

I'm finished having babies, in other words I'm done being fat.  Well, almost done being fat.  I still have about 50 pounds to lose. 

My kids are getting out of the baby stage, except for Jackson, but in another year he will be more of a toddler than a baby. 

Brent finally has a good job, where we might be able to get our finances worked out. 

So yes, I'm excited about my thirties.  Not that my twenties were horrible, they were just stressful. 

I don't like to make a big deal about my birthday.  My mom sent me a text the day before my birthday and told me she wanted to make me a birthday supper and a cake. 

Brent didn't have to lift a finger, which in his defense he has been very busy and working really hard at his new job. 

Brent bought me a bicycle!  We put a baby seat on the back for Jackson. 

I LOVE IT!!

I know, I know a good blogger would have pictures galour of myself and Jack on the new bike, but hey I never claimed to be that good of a blogger. 

We go on a bike ride almost everyday!  Fun and good exercise!

It was a good birthday!