Monday, April 8, 2013

32.

The older I get the more I don't care about my birthday. I don't mind getting old, I am actually embracing it. I am learning to live in the moment and enjoy it. I look forward to growing old with Paul, and everything that we will do after our children are gone.

I have started finding gray hairs, and clothes don't fit like they did when I was 22. I go to bed at 8:30 most nights, and Paul has to tell me to stop snoring.
I still haven't learned all that I want to, or that I need to. I am a work in progress, but I can also see how far I have come.

When I was little I always day dreamed about what my life would be like at 30 something. I would have a car full of kids, be a stay at home Mom, be married to my best friend, and drive a big truck. I may not have gotten the big truck, but I have all the really important things...hot husband, cute kids, and I get to stay home with them.
{photo credit: Kim Orlandini Photography}

31 was a memorable year for me. I birthed a baby, I learned to love being outside with the kids, and I quit my job of 15 years - to name a few highlights. Can I top it in my 32nd year? I hope. I really do.

Let the adventures begin.

5 comments:

Emily said...

You're totally going to rock this year, I just know it! (And hopefully I get to do some of that rockin' with you.) Happy birthday!!!

kendahl said...

I hope your birthday was wonderful! That picture of you is freaking adorable. You are so pretty.

Cathy said...

I love everything about this post. I'll be 40 in a few months and I am gladly leaving my 30's behind and hopefully moving on to fabulousness in my 40's. That's the plan at least.

Jaymerz said...

I love this!! I will be 31 in a few weeks and I really do love getting older and seeing how far I have come and looking forward to all that is to come.

Tiffany said...

Happy Belated Birthday!!! Why did I think you were like 5 years younger than me?