Ok, so the birds aren't flying to my window sill, twittering and sing me awake. No servants have…

Ok, so the birds aren't flying to my window sill, twittering and sing me awake. No servants have come in drawing open my curtains saying it's coronation day. And hell if I have a magical godmother appearing at my bed waving her wand over me and getting me dressed.

Nope, I'm woken up normally to a 9-month-old pulling my hair or drooling on my face (Owen sleeps in his own crib but Randy get's up around 7 am to get ready for work and Owen wakes up then so he plops Owen in bed with me, GOOOD MORNING MOMMY!"

I may not wake up like a Disney Princes with animals magically doing things for me or servants fixing me meals, although my hair is kinda like Anna's in the morning. But I still feel truly blessed to have my what I have. My life is far from perfect but I am able to use that to my advantage and share it with others to help them. And I am forever working, growing and learning to get us to where who knows, one day maybe some magical animals will be doing my chores for me, but I'd be happy to settle for my own place to live lol.