I am so utterly blessed.

Today is my twentieth birthday. My best friend of seven years and husband of one year is off at work training on driving semis. It's a career he was afraid to take because of having to leave me and our seventeen month old son for extended periods of time, and because of my depression, but it's a good career that will support our family well financially and I'm glad he finally agreed to take it. It's letting me continue to be a stay-at-home mom to our son, who I am forever grateful for. Our rooms are set up where we can have privacy or he can walk into ours from his, which we do every morning so he wakes me up. So we get up and get some breakfast (in bed cuz why not? it's my birthday and we'll do what we want). As I'm sitting here, feeding the most precious, deerest (see what I did there?) thing I have ever had the pleasure of calling mine, I can't help but feel totally blessed.