Tomorrow is my last day in my 20’s. We are going to have a bunch of friends and family over to watch football, carve pumpkins, eat cider and donuts and have a bon fire. We just got a new shuffle board table from my in-laws so we are excited to try it out! I can’t wait to eat good food with our friends and family on a cozy fall day before the weather sky rockets back up in the 80s!
I realized that I’m not sad to turn 30, I’m sad that my childhood is over. You may be thinking…honey your childhood was over a long time ago! But really I think our 20’s are still part of our childhood. When I turned 20…10 years ago.:(….I was just starting my 2nd year of college. Still learning how to cook a meal that wasn't mac n cheese or ordering a pizza (which is what I lived off my freshman year and gained the freshman 30!) and learning that laundry should be done more than once a month. When I turned 21 I learned how to manage my liquor better since I had to start legally paying for it because when you’re 21 we went to the bar not a house party. When I turned 22 I realized that I had to get my degree and life figured out and I transferred to Michigan State University where I realized a university degree costs a lot more than a community college degree. When I turned 23 I was in my last year of college and had no idea what I was going to do with my degree. I graduated, got engaged and sent out hundreds of unanswered resumes. When I turned 24 I was living in my soon to be in-laws basement apartment planning a wedding and working as a waitress while planning a wedding and trying to find a career. When I turned 25 I was a newlywed still freshly tanned from her honeymoon and ready for married life to begin. When I turned 26 we were living in our first home (rental) and I had been working for 8 months as an administrative assistant at an automotive company in a little town in southwest MI. When I turned 27 we had bought our first home, completely flipped it and I was trying to develop my career within that company and I applied for another position and GOT IT. When I turned 28 we decided that it was time to start a family. Little did I know how hard you have to work at trying to have a baby. When I turned 29 I was a momma of a 3 month old still trying to figure this new role out. Turning 30 on Sunday will be bitter sweet. It’ll be my first birthday without my Mom. Our tradition was always to go shopping with all the girls in my hometown, come home and east pizza from my favorite place and a small cake. Since my childhood neighborhood feels empty without my mom I don’t like to visit it as much. I try to make the people who live on the east side come to my side of the state which I don’t have to twist their arms because it’s gorgeous over here on the lake!
I will always love to celebrate my birthday whether I’m 30, 64 or 100! Birthdays should always be celebrated! I’m excited to see what adulthood has in store for me…More kids? House #4? A new job? Exciting adventures? Who knows!
I have a few things I want to accomplish by the time I hit 31 but you’ll just have to keep checking back to see what comes next!