March 16, 2009
Tomorrow, I Turn 30
…and I’m freaking out about it.
It really isn’t that big of a deal. We can’t stop the passing of time. I’ve had 29 previous birthdays, I should be used to this “getting older” thing. Right?
I mean, it’s not like I’m 105 and on the up swing of death or anything.
So why do I feel so depressed?
I mean, I’ve been given the best birthday gift ever. I’m going to have another baby.
And I have a beautiful little boy who lights up my life in so many ways.
And I have a wonderful husband who loves me.
Ugh.
Maybe it’s because it’s the end of my 20s. Perhaps I’m recalling every carefree moment of those early years, 20, 21 and 22. And maybe I’m recalling my grown up moments at 23, 24 and 25. It’s 26 through 29 that were sort of bumpy. Those were the years I tried to fit into my own skin — the years I tried to make my life more my own. They were also the years of great changes and frustrations and I sort of wish I could do them over again.
But alas, I will be 30. Tomorrow. And I’m freaking out…. Just a little.
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March 16th, 2009 at 3:55 PM, Headless Mom Says:
Girl, you are young and pretty and sassy. You have nothing to worry about. I just hit 40 last summer and lived to tell about it-you are so way ahead of the game!
March 17th, 2009 at 9:05 PM, prescott Says:
From those of us pushing 40 we have but one thing to say — SUCK IT UP!
(Oh, and happy birthday!)
March 18th, 2009 at 4:18 AM, Rachel Inbar Says:
I saw 30 as a major turn for the better
. For me, 40 is right around the corner and I think I’m OK with it (I still have a month and a half to decide if I’m OK
)
March 18th, 2009 at 1:00 PM, Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah Says:
Happy late birthday!