I'm the youngest of seven kids. Since my birthday's in the summer, I was always one of the youngest kids in my school classes. I've always had friends and family that are a bit older than I, so reaching age milestones has never really seemed like that big of a deal. Everyone else had already gone through that "portal" of life, so I could just follow in their footsteps. I hoped that turning 30 would be the same way. Most of my friends and family members are already over 30, so why should I have such a hard time with this "coming of age" time of life?
The problem is, I really do feel old. I feel old... I look old.... I probably even smell old. I looked in the mirror this morning and could swear that the bags under my eyes had gotten a shade darker. My back is constantly hurting. I went to the chiropractor yesterday and he told me I have scoliosis (btw, is there a woman in the world who has gone through childbirth and doesn't have scoliosis?)
I try to think of all the things I have accomplished in my 30 years...I have a college degree (lot of good that's doing for me right now). I have a wonderful husband who I've been married to for almost nine years and still like to hang out with. I have four beautiful, healthy children. The problem is, I still don't feel like I'm the 30-year-old woman I want to be. I'm not the kind of friend I want to be. I don't always reach out and think of others as much as I should. I tend to be a little bit selfish at times. I still like to rely on other people to be the responsible, dependable adults, while I continue on in my dependent, immature ways.
At 30, there are still lots of things I don't know how to do. I've never planted a successful garden. I don't know how to can or make jam. I'm a terrible scrap booker. I don't know how to decorate my house, style my hair or dress the way I want to. I'm constantly forgetting things. I can never remember people's names or birthdays or numbers of any kind really. (That's been a lifelong problem, though, so I probably can't really blame it on age.)
So, I'm 30 years old today. Still can't quite get a grip on that. And I've still got some growing up to do. But even though I might feel old and look old, and maybe even smell old, chances are I'm still younger than you!
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
Still the youngest.
Posted by Bobbi at Wednesday, June 03, 2009
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Happy Birthday.
Turning 30 was interesting for me, in that it didn't really affect me one way or another. BUT, I totally feel you on the 'successful garden/jam/scrapbook/decorate' thing. My Mom was a mother SO much younger than me, and she just always seemed to be this completely together homemaker, beautifully decorated house, kids in beautifully ornate braids, fresh salsa she grew & canned herself. Fresh baked bread, perfect house. I feel like I 'muddle through' things much more so . . . often not dressed 'til 10 or so (in pajamas right now), my hair doesn't even get done everyday, I'm not as organized, house not as clean, not as 'together'. I feel like at 30 I should have things together as much as my Mom did at 23, but I don't. Oh well. :-)
I’m pretty sure none of that stuff you mentioned is a prerequisite to being a good mom, wife, whatever else. You’re one of the best friends I’ve ever had and I wouldn’t want you to change at all. Your FABULOUS DARLING! And don’t forget it.
I totally, totally feel the same way. It doesn't help that my spry young husband is 5 years younger than me and full of energy. I am definitely feeling my age. Your family looks darling. I've got a private blog, so send me an email (jesspace22@hotmail.com) and I'll send you an invite. It's nice to see what you are up to.
Love, Jess
Happy Birthday Bobbi! You are a wonderful person that I have always looked up to, and will continue to do so. :o)
Happy Belated Birthday Bobbi! You make 30 look great! Love You! -Tiffany
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