This is it. I am 30. 3-0. Thirty.
I turned thirty three weeks ago. It feels a little bit different than 29. I find myself questioning things I never used to; like does this shirt make me look old? Am I too old to braid my hair? Perhaps these were things I always thought but never noticed until now. Maybe these things just came with being a Mom? Anyway, somehow, I do feel older… different. This is thirty.
There is nothing wrong with being thirty. It is only one more than twenty-nine. But somehow it makes me feel slightly sad. I can’t really put my finger on it.
I hear the thirties are awesome (some even say the best) and I know there are going to be better then my twenties. But still, this was just something awesome about being twenty.
Goodbye twenties. Hello thirties.