Turning 30 for me was almost a mid life crisis ready to happen. (I know I know it is only 30, but whatever it was hard for me).
It has been 2 months since I entered this new rite of passage and I think I am settling in just fine. I have embraced it with a new outlook and am going to work on me this decade. Wait let me rephrase... I am going to work on the inner me.
I am trying to not let this number of 30 take over me. It is like nails on a chalkboard, but I am going to rise above. It will try to knock me down, but I will brush myself off and get right back up. This will be my "Journey in the 30's".
This is "Part 1" of many posts that will talk about this journey I have since embarked on.
Part 1 should be titled, "When your child throws you under the bus".
At dinner we asked Chick 2 how her day at school was. This is the conversation that ensued:
Chick 2: Today at school we had a sub for music and he was singing all weird (gives us an impression which sounds like a old man signing very low)
Me: Well sometimes it's the age of the person and they type of music they listened to as a kid and now. Was he old?
Chick 2: Yeah like in his 20's to 30's.
Me: (Cringing) Thanks kid, thanks.
After I just brushed myself off.
You thought you were going to get me 30, but I prevailed.
Until next time.
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