I am getting closer to 40 then I am to 20.How heavy is that.
But the way I figure it; I'm somebodies' mom.
So when Squeeker is in middle school it will not matter if his mom is in her 40s and his friends mom is only 35. I am a mom, and that, in and of its self, makes me a grown up. And grown ups are old.
So I have decided that I don't care.
Some of my friends have freaked out over the big 30, but not me.
Somewhere there is a letter that I wrote to myself when I was young, that I should open when I turn 30. I am sure I am not what I expected. But I think that is alright.
Perhaps 30 is going to be my best year yet...
As a wise woman once said "make it a great day"
And so I will.
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