Thirty, not porn. Don't get excited.
I turned 30 on Tuesday, and it was - all in all - a fantastic day. Elvis surprised me and took the day off work, and we had a great time together, sleeping in, spending my birthday giftcards and enjoying our hilarious little almost-2-year-old. Oh my, Henry is such a delight!
I've been feeling a lot better about the big day than I thought I would. I don't think I'm freaking out or anything like that. I've felt really contemplative lately, though. Maybe more reminiscent. I just keep thinking of times past, friends I've loved and lost, and glorious memories made, both good and bad. I'm not sure if this is where I thought I would be at 30, but I'm sure glad I'm here: married to my soulmate, mother to an unbelievable little boy, and surrounded by the love and well-wishes of our supportive family and friends. What else is there in life?
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