I just sent my roommate and her boyfriend out the door for a night on the town. Sipping my tea as I waved them out the door, a thought popped into my head, “Has becoming a mother made me old?” I felt like their mother, shooing them away to experience life, as I stay home to wait up for them. However, I skipped the lecture about behaving themselves. 😛 Of course my child isn’t born yet, by it’s tiny heart is beating inside of me so I already consider myself a mother. Anyway, not the point. Am I old? No, it can’t be. Still, becoming tired at midnight and calling it a night and rarely going out makes me wonder. Perhaps, this is the pregnancy hormones that are doing this to me. I have tons of life left in me. I hope this morning sickness dies down soon, so I can begin the second trimester of my first pregnancy on a good note.
The title of this entry is “this is a fairytale just beginning” for good reason. Have you ever had an awful relationship, one you’d never wish upon anyone? I was talking to a friend about this last night. Bad relationships? Are they for a reason? Can good come out of them? The answer to both of these previous questions, in my opinion, is yes. My marriage, my baby, my school career, my life – none of it would be the same or perhaps even cease to be without my bad relationship. Of course, all the good that is in my life is thanks to my Creator, God. But He used a very special person to open my eyes to the light.
I taught my ex to believe in love, to choose a path for himself not influenced by others’ actions. Or at least, I like to think so. 😛 Maybe he’ll read this and think, “Not even close, hunny!” To that guy, “DON’T BURST MY BUBBLE!” 🙂 Anyway, he’s now in a committed relationship with a girl he truly cares about. And that in itself makes it all worth it. But wait there’s more. Not only that, but I’m reunited with the love of my life, celebrating our first wedding anniversary on Monday, and we’re expecting our first baby! God truly does bring forth good from bad decisions and I am remarkably blessed. On top of all of that, my ex and I remain friends. Praise God for his power over Satan and rewarding us with such great lives.
So while it may make me seem old to stay home alone on a Friday night, I’m quite enjoying it. Blogging, sipping tea, and praising my Lord. What could be better?!?