Welcome to the new year and my first Great Expectations guest of 2013! Great Expectations is my series of guest posts, in which bloggers share the expectations they have had in their lives, and what their reality turned out to actually be like.

Kerry writes at New2Two about her life at home with her two twin girls. She writes with raw emotion, but she’s also funny (check this post out…it’s one of the funniest #iPPP posts we’ve ever had linked up). Check out her blogging adventures, and find her online (on Twitter and on Facebook). She’s a great friend to have!

Thanks for sharing with us, Kerry!

Summary: I thought I would be wild, date, work my way to a power house position making lots of money, get married in my early 30s and pop out a slew of children while my husband raised them.

Well I was wild, didn’t date at all and became a bartender, married mid-20s, didn’t pop out a slew of kids, and now I stay home.

A Closer Look:  I’m not sure why I even create a plan; nothing ever goes accordingly.  My dream in life, as I mentioned, was to become a successful business woman and have a big family; big as in 7 kids big.  When my husband and I started dating we agreed that I would work and be the bread winner while he raised a home full of rug rats.

That didn’t go exactly as planned.  After a trying seven years we finally scored big time with twins.  At this point I was 34 and our plans of a large family were pretty severed.  Age, finances and health told me immediately that our plans were altered but that’s a story for another time.

I went back to work after being home with the girls for 4 months.  I was sad to leave them but thought about our original plans of me working.  A few months after being back at work I couldn’t take it anymore.  I cried almost every day so we decided to try and make it work on one income.

I never, in a million years, thought I would want to do nothing more than to play with my girls all day and take care of a household; run errands, learn to cook, clean poop from the floor, and fold 87 loads of laundry.  My idea of a perfect night dressed up was never in a princess gown, plastic heels and 17 barrettes.  I never thought I would toss my degrees to the curb. But I did and I couldn’t be happier.

It’s been 3 years and I still love staying home with them more than anything.  When they go to sleep at night I peek in on them and in the mornings I can’t wait to hear their little feet running around.

Sometimes it is truly difficult to see the big picture or believe that God knows what he is doing in the midst of tears or fighting but in the end it works out.

I know right now this is where we need to be; debt, stress, love and all.  One day maybe I will get pregnant or the desire to go back to work but until that day my business woman career is perfectly intact at home; learning the traits of a domestic wife and mother.