I personally think I was a pretty cute baby :-)
This Sunday is my 22 birthday. Normally at birthday's I get really excited and I can't wait until I am another year older...But for some reason this year I'm a little sad about turning 22. Maybe even more than a little sad. I'm not really sure why, but I want to stay 21. I told Cody today that I'm sad I didn't get to do anything a "normal" 21 year old does. He asked if that's really a bad thing.
I don't think it is...I mean, I obviously don't want to be out drinking and partying and being dumb (which are all "normal" 21 year old things) but I think I miss doing all the things I did when I was in high school...Which was mostly "partying" (Mormon partying...which is not at all like the real deal) and being dumb. But it was so so so much fun!
I don't want to go back to that time..I promise, I don't. I absolutely love my life right now. I couldn't ask for a better husband or little girl. But I feel like turning 22...My youth is over! 21 is the last age you really get excited about turning, and now I'm just going to keep getting old and there's nothing I can do about it. I think I'm realizing that I really can't go back to being dumb all the time. Which is a little sad. I feel like turning 22 I can't be myself anymore! I have to all of a sudden grow up and be serious all the time and become a mom -- with a bad connotation...like mom jeans-- and I don't think I'm ready for that! I don't want mom jeans! I like singing in the car as loud as I can and I like dancing in public and I like wearing flip-flops all year long and I like eating cold pizza for breakfast...And I'm scared 22 year olds can't do any of that! Or aren't allowed to do any of that!
So I guess if I could stop the clock, I would. The rest of the world can keep going..I want to see Chloe grow up, of course! But I'm ok with being 21 forever.