i as much as i hate to write a "complaint" post, i feel as though a teeny bit of venting is in order. this week was my 30th birthday. not the best day. my husband had to work (i get it, that's not the biggest deal), i didn't feel good, and i had sick kids. to top it off, people i expected to remember, didn't. i understand that in the big scheme of things a rotten birthday is not the end of the world. but for me, on that particular day and under those particular circumstances, it felt like it. i mean, turning 30 is kind of a big deal.
now that the whining is out of the way...
i have to admit i am not as upset about the number 30 as i thought i would be. i'm looking at things with a much more positive attitude than i thought i would. i think of it like this, i was finished having kids before 30. i'm big into fitness. after my 2nd was born i got into the best shape of my life, i'm talking 6 pk and everything. it was fabulous. then kids 3 and 4 came pretty close together so i never made it quite back to where i was 3 years ago. now, i have the rest of my life to get in shape and stay that way! i've also lately been thinking about how awesome being a grown up is. according to my 5 year old, i get to do whatever i want. and to a certain extent, he's right! if i feel like staying up until midnight, i can. (not that i ever do, because i love sleep). if i feel like eating scones for dinner, we do. (i know, eating scones for dinner may be part of the reason i haven't returned to my former in shape self. but in my defense, my youngest is only 4 months old, so don't be toooooo tough on me :)
another awesome thing about being a grown up, i never have to be a teenager again! high school was not a fun time for me. i went through an awkward phase from about 9-22. i'm sooooo much happier with where my life is now. (remember, i am married to a FIREMAN!!!) so all in all, 30 is looking to be a pretty good year for me, even if it was ushered in with a less then satisfactory birthday.