Today is my 35th birthday and I’m feeling pretty good about it. I’m the same person today that I was yesterday — but different from the “me” I was in my 20s, and the “me” I’ll be in my 40s. I’m thankful for my health, for my family’s health, and for the life I get to wake up and live every day.
In the past decade I’ve become a mother, a wife, an entrepreneur and a marathoner (in that order). I’ve transitioned from a child in grown up’s clothing to a full-fledged adult who likes to go to bed at 8:30 p.m. It’s been an amazing 10 years and a decade that, I’m guessing, will win out as having the most change in my lifetime.
So as I say good bye to the first half of my 30s, I wanted to jot down a few of the things on my mind.
(If you’re reading this I’m thankful for you, too!)
Karma is real; plant kindness.
Sometimes just writing it down (worries, to-do lists, goals) is calming.
I’m really good at my job and it’s okay to say that.
Real, to-die-for friends exist; cling to those friendships because they’ll see you through the good and bad days.
I quit drinking and eating Skittles before bed four months ago. I’ve lost exactly half a pound.
My body is pretty amazing, though, and not just because it birthed children (though that’s also pretty amazing).
I really should stop letting the mirror make me feel bad.
I really should stop stepping on the scale.
Compliments are like currency; I should accept them ALL and avoid self-deprecation.
Humility is overrated.
Politeness is overrated.
Matching socks are overrated.
Socks are overrated.
Shoes are way overrated.
Man, do I look forward to getting up at 4:30 a.m. because I can drink an entire cup of hot coffee alone.
Comparison is the thief of joy and I have better uses for my energy.
Positivity makes a difference – even if it can’t change anything.
All the things on my “someday” list are possible now.
My kids are enough, as is. Nothing they accomplish will make me more or less proud of who they are today.
The late 90s songs I like are to my kids what 70s music was to me as a kid/teen.
Strong is my new skinny.
When parents tell me that my kid did something kind for theirs, I’m too happy to breathe for a second.
When I’m told that my daughter has a gift for math, I cry.
I’m a whole person, all on my own. My worth lies only in what I believe about myself.
F&$# I got lucky with this beautiful family of mine.
Hard work always wins out.
There are things I am simply not good at doing; it’s okay to ask for help.
There are days I feel overwhelmed, sometimes for no obvious reason; it’s okay to ask for help.
My time is valuable. I need to spend it wisely.
My story is important.
Other people’s stories are important – I need to listen.
Women are so much stronger when they go to bat for each other instead of playing on opposing teams.
I deserve someone who is head-over-heels in love with me and so does everyone else.
Sometimes love is in the details; I should show it through action.
Life is inherently beautiful. Remember that.
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