August 31, 2012

on twenty-eight...

My birthday came and went without much ado, which is fine by me—considering I've never been much for big parties or being the center of attention. Too much pressure. And planning. Instead, I was able to escape for a couple hours the morning of my birthday to get a pedicure and read a handful of ridiculous celebrity gossip magazines.

(It was more refreshing than you could know.)

I spent a nice, calm day with my little family, continuing my relatively new birthday dinner tradition of Pizza Hut pizza. (Their veggie pizza is heaven on a plate.) Last year our take-out dinner was more out of necessity, considering I had given birth less than two weeks beforehand and was a complete mess of hormones and sleeplessness and yoga pants. Which, come to think of it, sounds a lot like…today. (Not much has changed in one year, has it?)

Anyway, all-in-all, my birthday was lovely. Just what I wanted it to be…calm and happy. My demands are few.

As far as twenty-eight? I'm surprised by how familiar it feels. Like I've already been here and should already be a few years older or something. I know it doesn't exactly make any sense, but that is the only way to describe it, really. Familiar.

Since turning twenty-five, I've been one of those people who always forgets their age. When people ask, I inadvertently glance towards the person next to me and nearly expect them to give me the answer. Twenty…eh…something

But twenty-eight is good. I like it so far. And it is a nice thing to mostly feel my age now. Like I've finally caught up and am no longer a seventeen-year-old girl trapped in the body of someone a decade older. I never expected that to be a side effect of motherhood, yet here I am. Perhaps it is finally more apparent to others, too, because the other day someone told me they thought I was much older than I was, until they saw my license. I wasn't offended because I'm used to people thinking I'm much, much younger than I am. Just last year a woman at the mall told me she thought I was sixteen. I gave her a look like, Lady, I am wearing a wedding ring and am five months pregnant. BACK UP OFF ME. Or buy me a pretzel.

So, looking my age (or, on the very rare occasion, older than my actual age) isn't scary, really. I can deal with that.

I keep thinking about the next two years, before I turn thirty, and all I want to accomplish. Of course, in a way, it seems so silly because nearly all my greatest dreams have already come true. Which makes me feel very lucky.

Everything from here on out is just icing on the cake, my friends.

16 comments :

  1. Happy belated birthday! :)

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  2. Happy belated birthday! :)

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  3. Happy birthday :) This post is so familiar, like I'm reading what I have always felt but haven't put in writing. I just turned 25 on the 29th and I finally feel my age. I always felt like I was mature beyond my age but I feel caught up now. And I still get comments that I look 16 too... Yeah I guess I will soon reach an age where I will be grateful to look so young, but not yet!

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  4. Happy birthday! It's such a great feeling when you are content with what you have, right? I just did a blog post about what I hoped my life would like in 2015 and was a little bit surprised to work out that it wasn't all that different to what I have now :)

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  5. Hahaha, "Or bye me a pretzel." Love it. Happy birthday! The other day someone told me someone I knew was 38 and I was like, "NO, WAY! They are my age?? I thought they were so much older." Apparently I forgot I was only 28 too.

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  6. Happy birthday, Kerri!

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  7. Happy Birthday, my lovely friend! I've been thinking about you lately and wishing you well :) Also, I think it's too funny you joined a fantasy league! Dan and I were just talking about that and if I would ever join one. He has a "wife" in his league and is nervous that she's going to beat them all ;) That's what you should do- beat them all. Here's to you're 28th year (as I lift my glass of wine-yay for the 3rd trimester!)! I hope it is your best year yet.

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  8. **Small, occasional glass of wine, I should say :)

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  9. as usual kerri, your writing is absolutely exemplary. you're so skilled at describing feelings in such a way that we connect with your thoughts! in particular i connect with this post because i'll be 28 in november...and after 25 i LITERALLY can never remember how old i am! what's with that??

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  10. beautiful reflection. <3

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  11. Happy birthday! Sounds like you had a rather lovely day to me.
    Although it's lovely to celebrate birthdays at the end of the day they are just another day.
    Since turning 30 I feel more contented & relaxed with my life. Maybe that's because I got married when I was 30? Either way I'm 33 now, married with a new baby in my little house - what more could a girl (woman?) want? x

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  12. Happy belated birthday! I guess I didn't realize you're close to my age! I'm 27. But I don't feel my age AT ALL. Probably because so much in my life hasn't happened yet, so I don't feel old. But it's good that you feel your age, because sometimes it's funny to feel younger than I am. I mean, I'm glad I'm not a teenager anymore! Although sometimes people think I look young too. That's what happens when you're as short as I am1
    But I'm glad your birthday was a good one. And yes, you have done so many things already, and that's a great thing. Sometimes reading these blogs I think, 'Gosh, so many people are married with kids and I'm not even close'! But I guess it'll happen to me when it happens. There's no rush.

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  13. Happy Birthday!!! It sounds like you had a very lovely day. I'm so glad I'm not the only one that forgets how old they are. I have had to ask my husband twice in the last few months how old I am. When he tells me I'm 32... well.. I just don't believe it! I'm still stuck in 31. Quite honestly I find it hard to believe I'm in my 30's period. I still feel like a 20-something, until I sit somewhere for a long time, go to stand up and it takes a minute for my joints to relax. ;) Enjoy 28.

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  14. absolutely love this post. i don't know that i feel my age yet, but i feel like i'm on my way, twenty eight really is a different one and so far i am loving it, i just want to feel it.

    anyhoozits, glad your birthday was so lovely, sounds like the ideal day to me! hurrah your birthday!

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  15. Happy birthday!!!!!! :)

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