A 3 in front of a 0!

As a little girl I never could imagine being a 30-year-old woman. Today as I was in the bath, I realized that my age was a big 3 in front of a 0. I had a hard time believing it. A 1 and a 2 in front of a 0 doesn't seem like much, but a 3!!! I have been alive for 30 years and know so little. I thought I would be very accomplished and wise by now, but the only wisdom I have are my wisdom teeth that should have been taken out a long time ago. I thought I would have tons of money in the bank and be well traveled. The truth is I got married at the age of 20 and had all my children by the time I was 26. I guess I am accomplished in different ways. I am happy, in love, and enjoy being a mother. I have a bright future and feel like there is much to conquer still. "Chin up," I tell myself. "Don't cry," there is still plenty of time to do all the things I wish I had done.

I just want to thank all of those great people who make me feel like I am joining this really cool club of 30-year-olds. I also adore hearing how young I am from the truly wise adults who have been there years before. I never thought I would enjoy hearing that I am a spring chicken, a young pup, or just a child/kid, as much as I do today!!!

I do realize that 30 is just a number, but for me, it is a time of reflecting back and realizing how little I have everything figured out. Maybe that in its self is a tiny piece of wisdom that comes with turning 30.

Approaching Three Decades!

Okay, I’m turning 30 this year and it has caused me to reflect back on the last three decades and I became amazed at how long I have been here on earth. THREE DECADES PEOPLE! Even more amazing is that I have known Chad half of my life. We were barely teenagers when we met for the first time. Even cuter is that Chad remembers, to this day, what I was wearing and where we were when he first laid eyes on me. That is pretty cool to think about.

So many things have changed over the years. My tastes buds are different. I used to hate tomatoes and last year we grew them in our backyard. It was cool to have them at an arms reach. They are so good when you finely slice them and eat them on top of ALL BRAN crackers covered in whipped cream cheese. I used to be a DR Pepper and Doritos girl. Now I eat “fiber” crackers, grapes, laughing cow cheese spread, and I have a crazy love affair with the olive bar. I would have never eaten an olive a few years ago. Now I love black pitted olives off the olive bar at HEB. I love cooking when I have the time now. I shutter to think of what we ate when we first got married.

I also used to be very active in sports as well. I used to run!!! I was a pretty good basketball player too. Not bad at volleyball either. I was so thin that clothes didn’t fit me right…what the heck happened. Now I am soft all over, bruise easily, and my joints come out of socket. When I throw a basketball around now, I am sore the next day. I actually bruised my finger catching a football. A few years ago we had ambitions of joining a gym. Chad met with a trainer for an evaluation and the trainer told Chad that he was a skinny, fat person. He had him lifting weights with his legs and when my sweet hubby came home he could hardly walk!

So, because of all the reflecting…I have decided that I am putting priorities back in line. Chad and I got a cross-trainer at Christmas this year and we plan on whipping back into shape. Next spring will be Chad and I’s 10 year anniversary and I want to look better than I did when we got married. We always said we would go on a trip then and it is coming up sooner than I thought it would.

Wish us the best!