I read. A lot. I read an average of a book every 2-3 days. If it’s really good, I’ll inhale a book in a day. I’ve even been known to put the kids in front of the TV on a perfectly nice day just so I could read while they are getting their brains sucked out.

You can direct me to my Mother of the Year award any time. 😉

Since I work online 8.5 hours a day, I also read a fat ton of blogs. I have a dozen or so I read daily, but then I meander. Someone links to a blog, who links to a new blog, who links to another blog and I follow that bunny trail where ever it leads.

And man- there are some *amazing* blogs out there. People who have overcome so much. People who just lead the most interesting lives. People who are so creative them make my teeth hurt. People who make the world a better place.

And then there is me.

I haven’t overcome much- 3 years of infertility and 3 miscarriage were *huge* at the time. But now, they are a distant memory, thank goodness. My life is as laid back and boring as they come. The best thing I’ve ever created were my kids. I work to make my world better, but I’m nobody special.

And you know what? I’m ok with that. I’m blessed and so so lucky to lead the life that I do. To live my boring life in my little town with the Hubs and the kids. This is the life I always wanted and it makes me happy. I may not have a dramatic story to tell, but I do have two healthy kids to love up on.

I’m lucky.