Today is a special day, something to celebrate. Its the first day of the last year I will be in my 30’s. I proudly celebrate my 39th birthday today (honestly I have been doing some pre-gaming for it the last few days)! If you are in your twenties, you may cringe at the thought of being a 30-something. Honey, don’t cringe because its a lifetime away and life only gets better. Admit-tingly, I freaked out a little when I turned 30. I felt like life was moving way too fast and before I knew it I would be wrinkled and using a diaper. However, being on the back side of the past decade I can see how much life there really is. Both in time and growing, so here is to my last 3 decades and to learning more!
So I think I started out as pretty damn cute baby. I can thank my mom for the great genes they have been a blessing! On to grade school, birthday parties after school and tons of gifts. What a great time, you can see my personality shinning through already. I was obsessed with purple around this time, complete with a knock off members Only jack from Kmart. My mom always took me shopping at Kmart. I’m glad that part changed.
Oops couldn’t find any photos of birthdays in my teen years. Its probably for the better, but to give you a visual I had those little puffy bangs like Elaine from Seinfeld, even danced like her. So I put away my dancing shoes until I developed a little more rhythm once I graduated.
Feeling confident & beautiful. I wouldn’t trade that for being any younger!
The real gift of my thirties, was using the experiences of my twenties and getting comfortable with who I am. I didn’t realize it until about 32, but I was insecure about my body and compared myself to others in a negative way. Once I decided, that hell I have had this body for 30+ years and if it hasn’t changed yet, so its not going to. So I started accepting that my perceived flaws, were not flaws…they were just me. Ugh, I remember a time when I lived in California and all the girls had big fake boobs, me at a “measly” 34C, 104 lbs actually felt insecure that my boobs were not big enough. Gasp, I actually wanted a boob job…thank whatever god you pray to that I didn’t have the money to do it. Because, let’s face it..I was already in danger of being top heavy!
So now that I am a more confident, me. Even though that when I was taught typing in High School we used two spaces after a period. Damn it this is who I am and I have the “know-how” to be comfortable with myself and can’t wait to learn more. Of course, I need to add a disclaimer that I am human. I know I will still have insecurities and doubts. I just figure now I know what I can take from it and become either a better person or love myself regardless.