She'll Cope

The Lindsey of 10 years ago would just shake her head at today's Lindsey.

I've mentioned before that when I went to college for my journalism degree, I was headed to...somewhere, I wasn't sure exactly...but I wanted to be a big correspondent.

Now, my days are spent wrestling a baby who tries to flee every poopy diaper change, explaining the wonders of the world to an inquisitive kindergartener, still renting a home instead of purchasing a dream house, and freelancing here and there when I find someone who needs an article written. My wardrobe is blue jeans and t-shirts, and on brave days when I think the baby won't rip it off, I throw on a necklace.

As I wrestled babies and grocery bags into the house last night, after an evening out consisting of a trip to the mall, dinner, and ice cream, I sighed, thinking about the woman I thought I'd become. Then, Jackson said his bedtime prayers and told Heavenly Father he "had a good time at family time today," and I felt like a million bucks.

Dear Ten Years Ago Lindsey: life hasn't gone how we originally planned it. In fact, we're about as far off course as we could be. But I'm going to need you to cope, because what we've got today is pretty cool.

Love,
Lindsey a/k/a Mom, Honey, Mama, Babe, Mommy, Are you awake?