
July 1st marks the birthday of our great country, which turned 140 yesterday. It would have been Princess Diana's 46th birthday, and I enjoyed the concert that Princes William and Harry put on yesterday (wish I were in London, but that goes without saying). It also marked my 39th year! I was born at 11:something pm on July 1st, 1968, so today is my first full day of the last year of my 30's. When did this happen, this getting old? Now usually when we talk about age, the fact that my number seems to be increasing at an alarming rate doesn't bother me. However, this morning I had gotten up early and gone for a little walk with my new iPod and had some alone time to be with my thoughts. I was thinking how great my 30's were and how sad it sort of is to be leaving them. I had my kids in my 30's. I discovered who I am in my 30's. I also wrecked my body in my 30's and it's that thought that really rang bells in my head.
I see women who have gotten older and I now see a fuller meaning to "let themselves go". I have let myself go to a degree with my weight and my skin. I've not looked after myself the way I should have in the past and though I don't think I look 39 in my face, I certainly look it in other places. So as I embark on my 40's (in 364 days), I want to leave my baby-birthing-body behind. It has served me well and gave me my two beautiful boys. I was hoping that I'd have one more shot at having another baby, but I think it has set in that THAT is not going to happen. I'm a little sad about that, as I really wanted to have another. Unfortunately, due to the fact that I met the love of my life in my late 20's, my Mummy-life started later than I had wanted and this is the penalty. *sigh*
Like most people make resolutions on January 1st for a new year, I have made my own for the remainder of my 30's. This will be a work year for me. A time to work on myself not only to rid myself of my 30's flabby body, but the flabby mindset that goes with it. I start a new shift in the fall (days--ugh!) and with that, a new lifestyle. Time to get organized, time to get active, time to make time during the day for things that are productive. Now, if I can just get through the summer...
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