I've been thinking a little about my life. Isn't it amazing the transformation you take when you become a mother?! I was thinking back to High School. I was all about my music! I dreamed of being a professional singer, dancer, and performer. I graduated and got "conned" into becoming a dental assistant...thanks Mom ;) During college I gained some kind of self confidence that I didn't have in High School. I had awesome friends and we were always up to some kind of new adventure. Bon Fires, Ski Trips (snow and water), Camp outs, road trips, tons of dances...some clubbing, all kinds of craziness. I got a taste of what it was like to get "glances" from guys (something I didn't really experience in High School). I had "transformed" into someone trying to impress. It was all about the friends, the clothes, the guys, the fun. A couple years of that and everyone started moving on and getting married. I wasn't finding fulfillment anymore. I made a decision that would change my life forever which was to serve a mission. That year and a half will always be deeply imprinted within me. I came home with no real direction. The friends were gone and I found myself going from place to place. I dated, I made new friends. A couple years of that and I finally meet my Perfect guy Alex. We dated. I dressed up cute and he treated me like gold. When we were hitched we spent our first summer just having a blast! Into the Fall and we got a little surprise. Onto a new transformation. We moved out of the state and life took a huge turn. I never knew what it was like not to work out of the home. I didn't really know what to do with myself, especially while Alex was away at work. This new thing called Motherhood was definitely a challenge. I was no longer free to do as I wanted when I wanted. A couple years of that I learned so much. Transformation. I can't believe how time flies. Here I am, a mother of four. Wife to an Amazing husband who loves and cares for me and the kids. Instead of dressing up cute, most days I spend my days wearing sweats, undone hair kept in a ponytail, and NO Make-up. My sweats are covered in boogers, spit-up, and food from the kids dirty faces. My toes are unpolished, and jewelry is a past tense. But I wouldn't trade being a Mother and being at home with them for ANYTHING!