I used to dread my birthday. It felt like a reminder of another year gone by, and let’s face it, aging isn’t something most of us look forward to. However, now that I’m in my late 30s, my perspective has shifted entirely. There’s a sense of peace and freedom that comes with this age. I find joy in where I am in life and instead of fixating on what I haven’t achieved, I celebrate how far I’ve come. I feel like I’ve truly earned my years and I’m proud of the person I’ve become. And guess what? I’m ready to own it.
The change in my outlook is likely a combination of personal growth and the journey of motherhood. It has compelled me to shed some of my less desirable traits so I can be a role model for my children. That nagging self-criticism? It’s no longer acceptable or appealing. My focus has shifted from me to us.
Physically, I’m still aging, and when I look back at photos from my 20s, I want to shake myself for worrying about things like my weight and skin. I looked fantastic back then! Now, my body might not be what it used to be—things sag, wrinkle, and change in ways that feel a bit unjust. But mentally? I’m sharper than ever.
Gone are the days of extravagant birthday celebrations. I used to stretch my birthday into a week-long event, putting pressure on myself to make it unforgettable. It was more about avoiding the anxiety of another year passing. Now, I find joy in the simplicity of an uninterrupted shower or a cozy night with my family. A spontaneous trip to Vegas would be fun, but honestly, a homemade card from my husband and son, paired with my favorite meal and ice cream cake, makes me feel truly cherished.
I’ve also learned to appreciate the present moment. Whether it’s catching fireflies with my child or indulging in snow cones at the park, I’m no longer tied to rigid schedules and to-do lists. Sure, my house is chaotic and my tasks are endless, but I want to relish these fleeting moments. The chores can wait.
I’ve come to terms with my imperfections. I’m opinionated, moody, and sometimes controlling, but I embrace all of it. I’m not the mom who excels at crafting or organizing bake sales. I’m often behind the curve compared to other moms, but I’ve made peace with that. I take ownership of my thoughts and actions without making excuses. Entering my late 30s has gifted me with newfound confidence and self-acceptance. I can be a hot mess, and I own it!
The constant comparisons to other women? They feel outdated. I’m content with my body, flaws and all. I’ve carried and birthed children and wear my scars proudly. Perfection is unattainable, but I have a family that loves me as I am, and I can still rock skinny jeans when the occasion calls for it.
I’ve also learned to appreciate stillness, or at least a version of it. My life has always been about striving for the next goal—better job, bigger house, nicer car. But now, I feel a sense of contentment. Happiness doesn’t come from external accomplishments; I’ve realized I don’t need a lot to be happy. I can simply breathe and enjoy the moment.
I’ve learned the importance of humility. I take responsibility for my actions, address issues head-on, and apologize when necessary—even when I don’t believe I’m entirely in the wrong. Life is too short to cling to pride. I’m more tolerant of others’ differences and prefer to express my feelings openly rather than harboring resentment. Playing games takes too much energy for someone at my stage of life.
Turning 37 was not the daunting experience I expected; instead, it marked a refreshing phase. I feel stronger, braver, and more confident than I ever did in my 20s. Life has become simpler and far more enjoyable. Can I get an amen?
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In summary, my late 30s have brought a profound sense of self-acceptance and joy in everyday moments. I’ve learned to embrace my imperfections, celebrate simplicity, and let go of unnecessary comparisons.