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Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Plans change

     I came up to clean our room and make the bed but Jack wanted snuggles and to be held- Plans change.
     So I am now holding him as he drifts into dreamland, listening to some gentle strumming guitar chords on my Pandora radio station.
     I am still in my pjs, hair in a bun and no makeup because I will not be leaving the house due to our car being in the shop- plans change.
    While I hold this sweet baby boy, I feel a warm fuzzy feeling of content.  I did not know this little child would be part of my life a year and a half ago- plans change.
     When I was 18, I had dreams of what I would be doing in life, I did not have a clear intention but thought maybe I would have a cool loft apartment in the city and some retro stylish office job.  Martinis with friends and a cat by my side- plans change.
     Plans change all the time and I'm ok with that because usually the plans that appear are much better then the ones I had in mind :)


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