I Hear the Baby Birds

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Happy Birthday to Me

Happy Birthday to me,
Happy Birthday to me!
Happy Birthday, dear Mamabird,
Happy Birthday to me!

I am 39 years olds today. One year away from the big 4-0, which, I am told, is "The New Thirty."

For the most part, I have enjoyed my 30's. Here are some new life experiences I have gained during this decade: Homeschooling. (It's the hardest and most rewarding job I've ever undertaken.) Parenting a daughter (VERY different than parenting the sons were born in my 20's). Along with dh, navigating a complete business failure, accompanied by mountainous debt and crushing depression. Along with dh, building a new business from scratch and seeing it succeed beyond wildest dreams. Planning and moving into our dream home. Traveling. Learning Spanish. Leaving the church denomination of my youth and venturing into the wild frontier of grace. Moving solidly out of the "new babies" stage of life, into the "grade school" stage, with 9 toes submerged in the "teenager" phase. (I'm holding that last toe out until it is pushed in.) Rediscovering the balance between being a wife and being a mom. (It's hard to do both well at the same time.) Learning to like both wine and coffee. (Never drank either till after 30.) Learning how to forgive, really forgive. Figuring out that I, too, am the chief of sinners.

I think I will be sad to see this chapter close. So perhaps this last year of 30-something, I should really blow it out. Whaddya think? It's an interesting question - what would "blowing it out" look like?

Cake and ice cream tonight. That'll be a nice start.

3 Comments:

  • At 9:06 AM, Blogger Dy said…

    Happy Birthday to you!

    What a great decade! I love stories of families who've pulled on those bootstraps and climbed out of the tough stuff together. Who knew it would just keep getting better and better, huh?

    And, um, do they make floaties for mommies when they enter the "teenager phase"?

    Dy

     
  • At 3:41 PM, Blogger Mamabird said…

    Oooh, floaties! Now THERE's an idea I can support! (Can I stuff 'em in my bra?)

    Karen

     
  • At 11:16 PM, Blogger Patty in WA or Rover said…

    Happy Birthday! I beat you to my birthday by 6 days. And about 9 years. You've had an interesting life, seems to me.

    My mom told me that she didn't really start loving life until she turned 50. She said the 40s are the hardest, and that has been pretty true for me. Of course, I had my first child when I was 38! But the 40s are so full of boring *repetition* (at least that is what it seems to me) and you are not close enough to the beginning of anything for it still to be exciting and not close enough to the end of it to see what's next or plan for it.

    I'm looking forward to reading more of your blog.

    God bless, and happy birthday.

     

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