My birthday is on Sunday. I have two days left in my twenties. Believe it or not, I am so very ready to be in my thirties. When you get married when you’re 21 and have your first baby when you’re 23 (and then go on to have three more before turning 30), people have a tendency to give you the side-eye. Sometimes I want to wear a shirt that says, “I’m not the nanny, yes I was married first, yes they’re all mine, and yes they’re all boys.” It would really put an end to awkward conversations I often find myself having with strangers.
When I was a kid 30 seemed old. Grown-up. Established. It seemed like an age by which you should have your shit together. You know, know what you’re going to be when you grow up and all. But every decade I push back that “having your life all figured out” age back further. Maybe when I’m 50?
I would have loved to have done a 30 by 30 list and knocked them all out of the park. But I was busy. My twenties were a busy decade. I joined the Army, I got a kick-ass husband, I left the Army, I got my degree, I had some awesome kids, I bought my first house, I became a real live paid writer, I moved 8 times. There was no time for learning languages and skydiving and such. Maybe before I’ll do a 40 by 40 list instead.
Anyway, what’s funny about today’s Fashion Friday is that I wore this same dress last year on my birthday. I swear I didn’t do that on purpose. It’s just that this dress is very forgiving and it’s hard to tell that I weigh a solid 15 pounds more now than I did then. Babies, they steal your body. Also ice cream. Ice cream may account for some most of those leftover pounds. I swear I’m trying to get back to pre-baby shape though. I’ve been working out 5-6 days a week and following Weight Watchers. The weight loss hasn’t exactly been where I want it to be (read: the weight loss has been painfully slow) but every few days I try on a bunch of pants and sure enough, every so often one more pair goes into the “fits, buttons AND zips!” pile. Slowly but surely, I guess I’ll get back. I wish it was easier though. But again, there was all that ice cream eating. So… I’m just paying the piper, I suppose.
I don’t have any big birthday plans. We’re just going to hang out and I’ll probably spend the entire day in bed. There is nothing better than a lazy, lazy day to me. I just love lounging and reading and watching bad tv. And eating. (Hence my need for Weight Watchers) But I firmly believe that there are no calories on your birthday! Kate sent me a cookie and I’m trying to hold off on eating it until Sunday but I’m not sure I will make it until then. It’s tempting me…
So today we will have our regular Friday Family Movie Night. And tomorrow we will pick up a friend of Sergeant Handsome’s from the airport. And Sunday I will be 30. Eek.
Any big events in your life this weekend?
January 25, 2013 at 11:07 am
(Almost) thirty looks great on you!! Happy birthday! I had four kids between ages 25-30 (is that right?!), so I feel your pain (and love for ice cream). You’ll get it back! The painfully slow weight loss is usually the kind that sticks around.
January 31, 2013 at 11:24 pm
All of you mileage updates make me feel just a little inadequate for just getting back into running… but at the same time it also ALWAYS inspires me to want to get moving. Thanks for (unknowingly) helping to keep me on track!
January 30, 2013 at 5:41 pm
Get it girl!
January 31, 2013 at 11:24 pm
Thanks!
February 1, 2013 at 12:20 pm
What? You’re just now 30?? Damn I feel like a granny over here at 33.
You look fantastic, too! I definitely can’t tell you have more baby weight to lose. And I love all of your scarves. 
Happy belated birthday! I hope it was a great one!!