I used to dread my birthday. Each year felt like a reminder of the relentless march of time, and let’s face it, most of us aren’t thrilled about aging. However, now that I find myself in my late 30s, the experience of growing older has transformed into something incredibly freeing and reassuring. There’s a newfound sense of calm—I’m genuinely happy with where I am in life. Instead of lamenting what I haven’t achieved, I celebrate how far I’ve come. I’ve finally reached a point where I feel I’ve earned my age, and I take pride in who I am. And guess what? I’m ready to embrace it all.
What’s Shifted for Me?
It seems to stem from a change in perspective and a deeper comfort in my own skin. Motherhood has played a significant role in this transformation. I’ve had to confront and change traits I once disliked, all in the name of becoming a role model for my kids. The days of self-deprecation are behind me—it’s no longer just about me.
Physically, sure, I’m still aging. I look back at photos from my 20s and can’t help but cringe at the complaints I had about my weight and skin. I looked fantastic then, yet I didn’t appreciate it at the time. Now, my body is different—things sag and wrinkle in ways that seem utterly unfair. However, mentally? I feel sharper than ever.
Celebrating Birthdays Differently
Gone are the days of extravagant birthday celebrations. I used to stretch my birthday into a weeklong affair, placing unrealistic expectations on myself and others to make it unforgettable. It was just a way to numb the anxiety of aging. Nowadays, my birthdays are low-key, often spent in the comfort of home. Give me an uninterrupted shower, a peaceful evening with my family, and maybe some take-out, and I’m as happy as can be. My husband and daughter surprised me this year with a handmade card, my favorite dinner, and an ice cream cake. That simple gesture made me feel cherished—exactly what a mom needs.
Living in the Present
Living in the present is now a priority for me. Whether it’s chasing fireflies with my child or spontaneously stopping for snow cones, I’ve learned to let go of rigid schedules and to-do lists. Yes, my house is a disaster zone, and my task list is a mile long, but these fleeting moments are precious. The chores will wait.
Embracing Imperfections
I’ve also come to terms with my imperfections. I’m opinionated, sometimes moody, and yes, controlling. But I’ve finally embraced my true self—the good, the bad, and the messy. I’ll never be the mom who thrives on crafts or organizes bake sales, and I’m okay with that. I’m often ten steps behind, but that’s part of my charm now.
Owning My Actions
I own my actions without excuses. This new chapter in my late 30s has brought me a refreshing confidence. I acknowledge my shortcomings and have learned to confront issues directly. Life is too short to cling to pride. Apologizing doesn’t mean I’m always wrong; it means I value my relationships.
Finding Liberation in Aging
Interestingly, turning 37 felt liberating instead of daunting. I’m stronger, braver, and more confident than I was in my 20s. Life has become simpler and far more enjoyable—can I get an amen for that?
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Conclusion
In summary, my late 30s have ushered in a renewed sense of self-acceptance and appreciation for life’s simple pleasures. I’ve learned to love the present and embrace my true self without apologies.
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