Is the grass ALWAYS greenier?

Do you ever look at your ex's and their current life status' and think, "Woah, I dodged a bullet there!"?

Not that any of them are in a 'bad' place, just different than where I am or where I would choose to be at thirty. I'd definately not be happy single & dating, married withOUT children, traveling the world on exotic adventures, living with my parents to save a ton & do nothing but have fun or living in a big empty house with my spouse and spending money on spas and fancy things. NONE of those things are bad or a bad idea or a place I wouldn't or haven't seen myself ten years ago or ten years from now, but right now...right NOW, I am in the BEST place for me.

I love hearing "momma," from a tiny voice down the hall, washing dishes and laundry and floors nearly constantly, making dinner, packing lunches and refilling sippy cups, waking up early to 'play', and I don't even mind steping on the occassional lego or washing some mysterious 'goo' off my hands, coaxing a monster out of the closet or waiting in line for a water slide that I cannot even ride.Yup, when I look out my window every morning, my grass is pretty darn green...its got some patches of slightly different shades of green - but green never-the-less.

I never planned on staying home for more han three years and making ends meet with odd jobs of babysitting, tutoring or curriculum writing. I never imagined my night's out would be demonstrating and consulting for Pampered Chef... I never thought I would become a good, quick cook who never seems to follow a recipe... I certainly never thought I would be making my own soaps, laundry detergent or diapers. I could have never guessed that at thirty I would be the happy mother of two, expecting number three, cleaning and teaching by day and framing an addition by night. I never thought I'd have a handsome, smart husband working (unnessacarily) 50+ hours of overtime a week because the company he works for trusts no one else...I never imagined waking semi-rested after less than 4 hours of sleep to do it all again would make me smile. But, it does. Everyday I smile. I smile because I wouldn't have it any other way....