I used to dread my birthday like it was a ticking time bomb. Each year felt like a reminder that I was getting older, and honestly, who enjoys aging? But now that I’m in my late 30s, the whole experience has shifted dramatically. There’s a sense of tranquility and freedom that comes with it. I’ve grown comfortable with my journey, focusing not on what I haven’t achieved but celebrating how far I’ve come. I’ve finally embraced my age and I’m ready to own it.
What’s Changed?
Honestly, it’s mostly my mindset. I’ve also got to give props to motherhood for helping me embrace who I am. Being a mom has pushed me to shed some of my less desirable traits, all so I can be a role model for my kids. Self-criticism is out; it’s about them now.
Sure, I’m still aging, and looking back at photos from my 20s makes me want to smack myself for ever complaining about my weight or skin. I looked fantastic! Now, I might have a few more wrinkles and saggy bits, but mentally? I feel unstoppable.
Celebrating Simplicity
Gone are the days of extravagant birthday celebrations. I used to stretch my special day into a week of high expectations, probably as a way to distract myself from the reality of aging. Now, I’m perfectly happy with a simple day of family time. My husband and son surprised me with a homemade card, my favorite dinner, and an ice cream cake. That small gesture made me feel cherished, and honestly, that’s all a mom really needs.
Finding Joy in the Little Things
I’ve learned to find joy in the little things. Whether it’s catching fireflies or unexpectedly stopping for snow cones, I’ve let go of rigid schedules and to-do lists. My house may be a disaster, and my to-do list endless, but these moments are fleeting, and I want to soak them in. The chores can wait.
Embracing Imperfections
I’ve finally accepted my imperfections. I’m not going to be the mom who organizes bake sales or who looks flawless in white pants. I’ve come to terms with being a little behind the curve. I own my quirks and flaws—after all, being a little chaotic is part of my charm now.
Body Image and Self-Acceptance
Body image? Pfft, that’s so last decade! I’m comfortable in my skin, imperfections and all. I’ve given birth to one child (and soon to be two!), and every scar tells a story. I might not have perky breasts or a six-pack (let’s be real, I never did), but I’ve got a loving family who thinks I’m fabulous just the way I am. I can still rock skinny jeans and heels when the mood strikes!
Slowing Down
Finally, I’ve learned to slow down. For most of my life, I was always chasing the next big thing—better job, bigger house, fancier car. Now? I realize that happiness doesn’t come from those things. I can just breathe and be content.
The Importance of Humility
I’ve also learned the importance of humility. I own my mistakes and confront issues head-on. Life’s too short to play games or hold grudges. I’ve become more tolerant of others’ differences, laying my feelings out there and moving on.
Embracing 37
It’s funny because I thought turning 37 would be a rough ride, but instead, I find myself feeling stronger, braver, and more confident than ever. Life has become less complicated and way more enjoyable. Can I get an amen for that?
Resources for Family Planning
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Conclusion
In summary, my late 30s have transformed into a period of self-acceptance, appreciation for the small moments, and a newfound confidence that I never expected. Aging might not be so bad after all!