The Upside Is That I’m Not Dead . . .Yet
Well, the day has come. I turn 40 today. Many women have a lot of baggage connected with this birthday, and I have several steamer trunks’ full.
- My life is already half over.
- Yeah, I know 40 is the new 30; tell that to the skin on my neck.
- I’m no longer considered a “young mom.”
- Hot flashes are on their way.
- I’m older and wiser, but would give that back if only my butt wasn’t saggy.
This is a time when logic and emotions just can’t seem to agree on anything. Logically, I know that I have lots of wonderful, fun times ahead. Emotionally, I think my life will never be as magical as now. Logically, I know that I can still do anything I want with my life. Emotionally, I feel like my identity is wrapped up in being a mom and that’s going to be over way too soon. Logically, I know I’ll never be dancing with Riverdance. Emotionally . . . OK, so the pain in my knees breaks through any emotions here.
Two things to be thankful for: I’m not becoming forgetful and, hey, I’m not becoming forgetful, right? If you need me, I’ll be spending the day eating nothing but butter cream frosting. A friend told me that if you ignore the spoon and eat with your fingers, there are no calories.
I'm so happy because the backs of my arms don't jiggle when I wave. Give it 35 years, baby.
Davis said,
2 June 2009 at 9:51 am
happy birthday anyway (just wait til you hit my age — 55)
Kim said,
2 June 2009 at 10:56 am
Taking into account looks and energy level, you aren’t a day over 25. So just consider this — you have all the wisdom of a 40-year-old and all the enthusiasm of a 25-year-old. In my book, that’s not a bad thing! I’m dipping my fingers into a tub of frosting just for you, baby!
Lynn said,
11 June 2009 at 8:52 pm
Totally missed your Bday. So we’ll celebrate in PF. And we’ll have lots to celebrate. Celebrate yours Celebrate the quads Celebrate mine Celebrate Ick’s hic celebrate Sneve’s cebelrate Marsshhll’s cebriate huh?