the kids

After trying for a full year to get pregnant we finally welcomed our little girl into the world last April 18th. Luckily our son now 3 is in love with his new baby sister and life is as it should be. Being a mother of two and being 23 is terribly difficult. I am still trying to figure out my calling in life but in the mean time Chad and I both have good jobs and are financially stable and fairly comfortable. It's nice to not have to worry if something pops up unexpectedly. I know most parents our age aren't doing as well as we are so I am proud of us. I constantly worry about how we are doing as parents and as people in general because of our age, but have come to the conclusion that my age does not define me. My children aren't doomed and I am not stuck in poverty because I had children young and haven't quite figured out my career path. All that matters is that I do the best I can raising my children and teaching them and providing a good life for them. People expect me to be terribly screwed up and a bad parent because of how I look and my age but all I can say to them is what you see is not what you get.