It’s coming…
Unfortunately, very unfortunately, I am turning 30 this week - Friday, to be exact. I am less than thrilled at this prospect. It doesn’t help that Hubby will not hit 30 until August so I am the first to reach this…milestone. And so the question becomes: what would make me happy on my birthday? What can possibly be done to avoid tears and depression over getting “so old”? I do not want to at any point start talking about where I thought I would be/what I would be doing/what I would have accomplished/etc. by the age of 30 (not that I actually feel bad about those things but, you know, birthdays tend to do weird things to one’s perspective…). I do not want at any point to examine my scalp for gray hairs, my face for fine lines and discolorations, my ass and thighs for strange bulges. I do not want that.
So what do I do? Bear in mind that Sam has caught yet another cold which means that my original plan of leaving him with my one mommy friend so that Hubby and I could go out is now out of the question for fear of Sam’s little girlfriend getting sick. So this means whatever happens we will all be together, which is fine. I guess I’m just a little worried about being hit with the “Oh crap, I’m 30″ no matter what activities I use to distract myself. And maybe I’m being ridiculous. Maybe come Friday morning I’ll feel great about everything and there will be no tears in sight. Who knows. But I don’t want another day of colds and the cold keeping us trapped in our apartment, moping around with nothing we can think of to do. Honestly, what can you do when it’s gross out and it seems like every time you leave the house your toddler catches yet another bug? I’m scared to take Sam out when his immune system is down but that’s like all the time. We already spent most of January staring at each other. Anyway…I digress…birthday activities. Winter. Sick kid. Pregnant birthday girl. Any ideas?
Do what I wanted to do…Karaoke Revolution! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GgoIOjiNWhQ
If you can have people over it will be even more fun. You won’t even care that you’re 30.
(I’m thirty now and it’s not so bad. Really.)
happy birthday!!!!! i know, 30 can be tough. but for me, 35 was WAY tougher. that’s like, almost FORTY!!!
you could always post-pone your celebration with hubby. maybe you and sam could make cupcakes or something. he can even frost them (sort of) or put sprinkles on top. you can have a family birthday, then later when he’s better go out for a fun night on the town wth the hubba hubba.
i know what you mean about you and your toddler staring at each other. we’re all climbing the walls here. it’s unbearable especially with the freakin’ morning sickness. ugh. april IS coming! that’s my mantra.
Ahhhh… turning 30. It wasn’t that big of a deal for me. I turn 31 in a month, and that strangely sounds tons older than 30… I also have a husband that is 4 1/2 years older than me to break in the number, so it doesn’t sound as old by the time I reach it. That’s what you need: a new hubby that is older than you. Sorry dear, you’re too young!!
Thirty is not as bad as you think. After all, I had you when I was thirty. In fact, I feel now like my life was just getting started when I was thirty. Maybe you should postpone the date a week and plan to go out next week. And I would say that if Sam doesn’t feel bad, even when it is cold, try to get out. Breathe some fresh air and get some sunshine ( even for a few minutes).
I just turned the big 3-0 last month and you know, it wasn’t what I had expected. It was low-key and laid back and I actually did feel a little more mature if that doesn’t sound too crazy. And since turning 30, I’ve only felt more confident and sure of myself, only good things… I see my thirties as an exciting time. I was really ready to say goodbye to my twenties. Phew. They were stressful!
I hope you see turning 30 as an awesome adventure, too. Especially since this year you’ll also welcome another life into this world! That’s too cool! Ok- I’ll bring my pep rally down a notch here…
Of course having everyone well and happy would be a nice thing, too. Happy birthday!!!
Steph
I was worried about turning 30, too. Then the day came, and I spent the day at home with my toddler while my husband was at work, and the day passed without much fanfare. We went out to dinner later that week to celebrate. Amazingly, I didn’t feel any different, and so I’m now 30 and don’t really care. It’s just a number.
But that doesn’t mean I put up with my husband teasing me about being in my 30’s while he’s in his 20’s (only until June, though).
Maaan! Thirty?
Thirty-two is a womans sexual PRIME my sistah! Seriously, what is a wrinkle or two compared to a little confidence, serenity and self knowledge? I turn 38 this year, and the tissue around my eyes are starting to get that… frail look that is the beginning of all out wrinkles, it’s a touch frightening but sorta cool at the same time.
Then again, I’ve promised myself that when I get really, and for actually old? I’m thinking mid seventies will do the job: I fully intend to use the words SH** and DA** and HE** and A** at will. My Granny alway held out that it was not swearing if and old lady used them in context.
I had a lot of trauma associated with turning 30 - much hand wringing and wailign and so forth - and then my husband threw me this HUGE surprise party which was increidbly fun and I had such a good time that the whole turning 30 thing was just irrelevant. And it’s stayed irrelevant - I LOVE being in my 30s - seriously, it’s the best time of my WHOLE life!
I’m forty, heavenly days, am I dead? ha ha ha
30 actually sucked for me because my personal life sucked, but I got it together and 32 began the great years. I got married had kids and finally figured it out. A little.
So don’t feel bad about 30, feel good that you have so much to look forward to!
Happy early birthday!
Happy (almost) Birthday! I still have a couple years, but I’m looking forward to the big 3-0! I hope you have a wonderful time!
Happy Birthday Beth!
Definitely get out, all three of you, cold and all. If you wait for Sam to be completely well, you’ll never get out of the house. Go some place that’s fun, it will lift all of your spirits.
Happy Birthday! The 30’s are GREAT!
Well Happy Birthday! I understand about the not thrilled to turn 30 part, but seriously my life has gotten better the farther on it goes. I hope yours is the same way.
Hope you’re able to have a great celebration, without sickness
Happy Belated birthday. I hope it was painless and I hope you found the perfect way to celebrate.
I have to agree with some of the previous commentors…life gets better as you age, really.
Oh Beth …. I hope that this post is not too late. I truly get where you are ocming from. Turning 30 for me was a nightmare and people would serious look at me and think that I was off my rocker. It all started a month before my birthday and looking back, I think that I was depressed. Depressed because I took a look at my life and was unsatisfied with things in it. But most of all, turning 30 was a wake up call as to how quickly life flew by. For me, I felt once I turned the big 3-0 the next time I blinked, I would be turning 60 and wonder where my life had went. Time was flying by and I wasn’t having enough time to enjoy it or do the things that I wanted. How did I cope?
Well, I cut all my hair off and got the short sassy cut that I always dreamed of …. I got a tatoo …. I quit my job that had me working 24/7 with little money to compensate …. and most importantly …. I took off to the Dominican Republic and got married. As you can see, nothing drastic really.
I am turning 35 in a few months and am truly okay with it. Every year it seems to get easier. I hope that it is the same for you too. Good luck!!
Missing your posts… hope you had a fabulous 30th!! Come out & play… check out my fun Bump! Photo Tag going on! Hope you’d like to play along and post your favorite pregnant belly pic!
Steph
This is a little late, but anyway, when I was about 22, a girlfriend of mine was 32 and she told me “Thirties are the best. It’s when your life finally starts happening. It’s when you get to enjoy your kids, you finally settle into your relationship with your husband, you stop worrying that your body isn’t perfect. It’s so much better than your 20s when everything is a big deal.” I have to say, I dreaded turning 30, but now at 37, I can say she was absolutely right. 30s are the new 20.