When I was 10, I used to think that I would never be able to drive a car, have a boyfriend, or get to be a teenager.
When I was 27, I used to think that I could only handle one child at a time.
I regret that I wished it way, always looking onto the next stage in life, the next big thing. I think I need to take time to slow down and enjoy the here and now. Because before I know it, another 20 years will have come and gone.