Good morning! It’s Monday (blah) but it’s also February (yay). It’s my favorite month of the year because that’s right Buttercups, my birthday is in less than 2 weeks and while it’s not a huge birthday, it’s sorta big– I’ve reached mid 30’s status! How did I get here? Geesh.
I’ve been doing some reflecting lately on getting older and it’s not bothering me as much as I thought it would. Maybe it’s because life feels pretty complete. And for the first time in a while I’m content (yes things are sometimes bat shit crazy but who’s life isn’t?).
I have actually really loved my 30’s so far. I got married (ok I was 29 and 10 months old), opened my own business, welcomed 2 children and have been generally more happy than all the years of my 20’s put together.
Turning 30 was an amazing year. I was newly wed and my husband made my birthday super special. He had taken off from work ( I always take off on my birthday). We slept in (what is that like nowadays??) had breakfast, went to the Social Security office to change my last name (random I know) and then took a tool around the Acura showroom for shits and giggles while waiting to pick up his car that was being serviced. It was there that I saw my dream car (aside from the 1984 Wagoneer- yes this little doll).
She was a beautiful car– white with leather interior and tushy warmers. Not sure how we got sucked into talking to someone but before I knew it we were sitting and talking about the price. Not really positive we could afford it, we left. On our way out to lunch we were discussing things and not really wanting to push the subject too much, I made a joke about in a few years how I’ll have my tushy warmers. It was then when Craig turned to me and said if you really want it… let’s do it. He had known in the showroom we would purchase it. I guess he just wanted to make the surprise a little better with a little disappointment…? Suddenly we were back at the dealership signing papers and picking out the color of the leather interior. A week later, she was mine. I called her Pearlie. That was 5 years ago and I’m super happy to say we will be car payment free this month. Huge deal people. Now if we can just pay off the mortgage… cheers to another 24 years of that!
Reflecting, for me at least, is therapeutic. While it comes up every now and again, it tends to happen more so now the closer I get to my birthday. It makes me appreciate the moments that have passed. Good and bad- especially the good – knowing that I dodged some serious bullets.
5 years has flown since turning 30 and 10 has passed even faster. (Just 5 years prior to my 30th I was moving out on my own to my little studio apartment with Cocoa Bean.) It really blows my mind how fast the years have gone and now they seem to be on full speed more so since having my babies.
In keeping with my New Year resolution I’ll try to be present and remember the past is there for reflection. Happy February!
PS: Thank you to everyone who read my previous post of Henry’s birth story and for the comments, texts, phone calls and FB messages. It was so sweet of you all to reach out!