So yesterday was my birthday. A few thoughts have been rattling around in my head about life and aging and all that.
First of all, I don't feel old. Remember when 30 seemed really old? Like anyone that was over 30 couldn't really understand the way things worked, or how important certain things were?
Now I am coming to the realization that 30 is the age when things start to become understandable. I feel like I know what the most important things in life are and that I want them.
Family matters more now than it ever used to. Babies seem sweeter and more fragile than when I was having my babies. Why is it that we have our babies when we are so young tha we can't really enjoy them? If I could give any advice to a new mother, it would be to cherish that baby, and not to waste her time on silly things like cleaning the house or keeping up with the neighbors. I know that is the exactly the advise that I was given but didn't listen to. Sigh. Maybe what aging really does for us is make us realize that youth is almost always wasted.
Anyway, I had a great birthday. My kids, for the first time, really went the extra mile to make sure tha I had a great day. So did my wonderful husband. I am so blessed.