October 8, 2014

31

Posted in: Family

31bday

I hated turning 30 last year, I hated telling people I was 30 and I hated that I felt like I had to act like a ‘grown up.’ However, I was very nonchalant about turning 31 this year, which happened today. It was a great day. I came home from work to find a card in the mail from Andrew, that man knows how to stab you in the heart, it made this pregnant lady shed tears.

For the last half an hour I have been sitting on my couch, waiting for the time to come to go out for my birthday dinner and have been looking around at what life looks like at 31. It is nothing like I ever imagined it would look like at this stage in life. My apartment is packed up into boxes, I have been on my own for the last year, my husband has just gone back to uni in a different state, I’m with child and about to spend the next 2 months sleeping on a blow up mattress at my best friend’s place (that’s a story for another day).

Even though this isn’t what I thought 31 would look like, I’m loving it and I’m so happy. Life is a journey, it’s not a destination and I’m on an interesting and exciting ride. I have a feeling this is going to be the best year yet.