Stephen and Korbi Ashton Family

I decided to blog a picture
Of myself to remember what I looked like in my late twenties. Just writing "late twenties" makes
Me feel older. 28 now, 29 in August, and 30 next year! Ahhhh! But when I'm 80 I'm gonna say, "man, I miss my long hair, pimples, and saggy pregnant stomach!"
At 29 I will be attending my 10 year high school reunion. I am about 4 months pregnant with baby #3, I remember always saying I wanted like 6 or 8 babies. But I forget how crappy being pregnant is. I know, I know, "pregnancy is a gift from God..." and this one sure has been but it's hard to remember that when all you want to do is eat, but nothing tastes good when it hits your mouth, or 5 minutes later you are upchucking it back into the toilet bowl...
At 28 I have learned how to knit, garden, quilt, can some great tasting applesauce, finally convinced my husband that I need an expensive camera. Birthed 2 children, one with meds, one without. Visited different countries, swam with sea turtles, reupholstered furniture, paid off a School loan, refrained from breaking any bones since grade school, bought my mom wigs to ease her fight with breast cancer, learned Spanish, gotten a motorcycle endorsement, gained weight, lost weight, started piano lessons. And at 28 I still have yet to learn the Michael Jackson Thriller dance, perfect my Spanish, birth more children, get laser eye surgery, do P90X after birth of said 3rd baby, plant a willow tree, and much much more! Not to
Mention the 8 loads of laundry sitting on my bed that I am procrastinating in folding....