I quietly turned 38 yesterday. And learned that I still hate having pictures of just me taken – but I wanted something to document this 38th birthday and how I looked on that day.
Having an early January birthday usually means nothing too exciting. Everyone is still exhausted from the holidays, and done and over celebrating anything. Plus it’s usually cold, so there’s usually not a whole lot going on. Especially on a Tuesday.
Here is a list of some things that I’ve learned (and/or have realized) – some serious, some not so much. Here’s to hoping for another successful trip around the sun!
|| I am stronger than I ever thought I could be. Between a stressful full-time job, trying to be a good mom and wife and friend and daughter-in-law, moving into a new house three days before Christmas, having my blood clots return with a vengeance – I’m not sure how I survived. But I kept pushing through everything on this list, and made it out to the other side.
|| Read whatever the hell books you want to read. This should have been a no-brainer for me, but I wanted to keep up with all the cool kids reading all the cool and popular books and wanting to have the same opinions as other people, but I like what I like.
|| I can’t keep plants alive to save my life. Don’t ask me to plant-sit. I’m not doing it.
|| I will forever and always love Taco Bell. Don’t come at me – nothing hits the spot like a warm Chalupa and soft taco.
|| Most people are only in your life for a season. Cut them if you need to. This includes everyone on social media that doesn’t bring you what you need.
|| I’ll keep buying planners until the cows come home, but I’ll never use them. I buy all the pretty ones and stickers and pens, but nothing will ever make me be consistent with them. I’m super hot on them for about a month, then drop off for two, try to pick it back up. It’s a hot mess, honestly.
|| Do whatever you can to help out your kid’s teachers. Y’all – they spend so much time with them, the least you can do is sign up for some damn puff paint so they can make cute ornaments for you to put on your tree. They do so much – the least us parents can do is make the effort.
|| Get the damn bangs. I fought this for forever, and I don’t know why. A girl at work got them, and they were so cute. I fought it for two months, finally got them and love them.
|| Love your body. I could write a book on this and how much time I wasted fretting over and hating my body. But, I found a workout I really enjoy (cycling and barre with the Peloton app), and I really got into just enjoying moving my body – not hating it for how it doesn’t look.
|| Pay the money for good workout clothes. Spending an extra $10-$20 on a good sports bra is called a good investment, especially if you’re a heavy sweater during working out like me.
|| It’s ok to not have a happy face on 100% of the time. Sheff saw me cry an awful lot these past couple of months. With the stress of the move, and the pain of the blood clot, I just couldn’t fake it. It opened up a lot of discussions on different emotions, and I think it was great that he saw his mom being real.
The good outweighed the bad in my 37th year – I hope that trend continues through number 38.
Yesterday was a good day. I took a half day, met a friend for lunch, perused Target and TJ Maxx solo, went to the library with Sheff, and then had dinner and drinks with B. We went to Little London for pre-dinner cocktails – they had their place dressed up in Harry Potter, with the candles hanging from the ceiling and the winged keys from the Sorcerer’s Stone. B then took me to Perry’s for a delicious steak and bottle of wine, and then we ended the night at Black Market for girly drinks and Bingo. Bennett actually won a pint for his bingo skills.
I was definitely spoiled by my guy, and it was a wonderful start to 38!