2 weeks from yesterday, I will be 35. While I'm delighted to be on an age divisible by 5 (what? I like that number), officially hitting my mid-thirties is throwing me for a bit of a loop.
On the eve of my 30th birthday, I called a friend who is slightly older than me and asked if I was supposed to wake up wise the next day. She assured me that 30 was just a number and that I could go on being my usual self. If I'd only known what that year would hold for me, I would have laughed in her ear just a little. (pregnancy, baby birthing, relocation, etc. etc. etc.) Waking up officially wise would have been sort of nice.
35 is one of those ages where I'm feeling the pressure to check things off a list. Am I where I should be in life? Beyond that? Not quite there yet? I feel like I'm exactly where I should be in my career. I'm about the average age of the moms at preschool (though they all think I'm the youngest, thank you, baby face). I feel neither matronly nor horribly immature for my age. My mind and body are certainly cueing me into the fact that YES, you are getting older.
I had a weird moment the other day while I was driving home from work. 35 was the age my OBGYN in NYC threw out as the absolute deadline for having more kids. And though that ship sailed long ago, actually hitting that age sort of brought it to the forefront of my mind again.
Things I like about this age are: the fact that I can let go of things so much easier than I ever could before, priorities are obvious, routines are more or less established, and I don't have to ever wear tight-fitting clothes again if I don't want to. Things I could do without: Tight-fitting clothes would not look as good as they once did, OMG grey hairs and wrinkles, dry skin, high blood pressure, being called "ma'am" by the kid bagging my groceries.
Like it or not, I guess the big 3-5 is coming my way and I may as well embrace it. I choose to revel in the fact that I'm in relatively good health, I have enough energy to run around in the yard with my son, my husband still thnks I'm pretty, I have money in the bank and food on the table, and I'm lucky enough to have both my parents, both my in-laws and both my grandmas still with me. And the fact that I look about 24 doesn't hurt.
But check back with me when I'm 2 weeks away from 40.