It’s not so hard to blog, is it? I just have to sit here for five minutes, copy and paste a few pictures, write a few sentences. Certainly even in the depths of my pregnancy sickness fog I can accomplish that?
The pictures I’m posting today were taken back in March, on my 30th birthday.
I spent the last half of my twenties dreading turning 30- by the time my birthday rolled around I was plum worn out from the sadness of aging and ready to say, I’m glad I’m 30.
Because I’m sure when I turn 35 (and it will come fast!) I’ll look back and say to myself, why didn’t you enjoy being 30?! Now you’re 35! And then 40 will come speeding around the corner. And on and on. So, I’m just going to be glad I’m 30. I’m not young and naive. I’m older, wiser, and am SO much happier at 30 than at 20. I’d like my 20 year old body back, but… things are going to go [more] downhill from here so I should probably appreciate the body I have now, as squishy and saggy as it already is! lol
And though I feel tired and sometimes really sad that I spent every single last second of my twenties taking care of other people, I’m really glad to have so many people to love on. Because that’s all life is about. Love.
PS- thanks for all the congrats on my pregnancy. It was a huge surprise to us and having the excitement shared by others makes it that much more special 🙂