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5 years

My last post on this blog was 5 years ago. 5 WHOLE years. How do you sum up half a decade in one blog post? Like this

Big A is 7 and in second grade. He fancies himself a potty talk comedian and is currently writing a book about dragons and PUKE. I am his scribe. Its my favorite thing to do in the evenings. He is also currently taking Taekwondo and gaining confidence that far surpasses his level of expertise. He is so observant and can now tell when I am being sarcastic, its the best.

E is 5 years old and in kindergarten. She loves school and is my little artist. She is always drawing, cutting, creating, and making messes. Most days I wake up to find a masterpiece made just for me on my nightstand. She is in ballet and tap and has just started Taekwondo with her brothers.

M is 3 and is affectionately known as meatball. He is charismatic and everything he says and does is funny. He has no idea he is smaller than the bigs and holds his own in any wrestling match. He is my barnacle boy, if I am sitting, he is not far from me. M is also in Taekwondo and its the cutest ever.

Tiny A is our newest and most difficult addition. She was born at 37 weeks and just 4lbs. She is our little miracle girl and is thriving. She is hands down, the best baby ever created. Sleeps like a champ and always has, always wakes up with a smile, and is so observant and sweet. She is 7 months old and even though having 4 kids is crazy excessive I wouldn't dream of giving her back.

That's right. I have four children. Don't ask my why, I'm not really sure myself. Life is crazy and messy and I often dream of how easy things would be if I had just stopped procreating at two, I mean wow TWO!?!? That's like a vacation.  that's the thing about hindsight, its all 20\20 and current sight is always like...not.

I have been much better in my old age cough*31*cough about taking time for myself, and prioritizing things that are important to me. I exercise 4 or 5 times a week and LIKE it. I joined an MMA gym and am learning to kick ass. There is something just so satisfying to me about punching and kicking the crap out of things. Try it. You'll feel better. I am also currently playing on a soccer team with a few of my favorite people. We lose. A lot.

I am learning to be authentic. To not care so much about what others might think and just be true to myself. seems like a simple concept but difficult in practice. I'm learning to stop apologizing. Have you ever noticed how much you say "I'm sorry" when there is nothing you in fact need to be sorry for? Oh you cut me off in a Walmart? "I'm sorry" I need to ask a question at a doctors office? " I'm sorry but..." EWW! I'm learning to be more assertive and confident in my choices and decisions.

Im not sure what this blog will be. Im hoping it will be kind of therapeutic. I looked into going to actual therapy and the logistics of that are just too much. So this will work...right? RIGHT??

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