mommaU4
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Okay I am 34 and today I hate being 34. I say today because some days it doesn't bother me, today I'm feeling bummed. Not that 34 is all that old. Is it? Please say it isn't. My ego can't take any other answer at this point.
This a.m. I had a phone conversation with my mom who was mentioning she watched a home video from 2 years ago, and how different we looked. I said "Mom it was only 2 years ago. Dh and I look the same." She says "no you both looked so young then!!"
Okay. Thanks. I feel wonderful now.
So I ask DH "Have I gotten that much older looking in just 2 years?" You know what he said? Nothing. He's no fool.
He just avoided the question which is fine. I wasn't really looking for an answer, it was more of a musing on my part.
I'm just having an I-feel-old day.
I wouldn't want to be a teenager again or anything like that, but I wouldn't mind stopping the aging at oh, say 29?
Tomorrow I will have forgotten all about this and be back to acting like a 10 year old even if I don't look it.
This a.m. I had a phone conversation with my mom who was mentioning she watched a home video from 2 years ago, and how different we looked. I said "Mom it was only 2 years ago. Dh and I look the same." She says "no you both looked so young then!!"
Okay. Thanks. I feel wonderful now.
So I ask DH "Have I gotten that much older looking in just 2 years?" You know what he said? Nothing. He's no fool.
He just avoided the question which is fine. I wasn't really looking for an answer, it was more of a musing on my part.I'm just having an I-feel-old day.
I wouldn't want to be a teenager again or anything like that, but I wouldn't mind stopping the aging at oh, say 29? Tomorrow I will have forgotten all about this and be back to acting like a 10 year old even if I don't look it.


I figure that maybe getting older isn't the most fun thing in the world, but it sure beats the alternative! I'm glad to be alive, have my health, wonderful kids, and everything else that goes along with it (well, maybe not these darn migraines, but am happy that I got a clean bill of health when I had my MRI).
Seriously, I'm 42 and I normally feel pretty good. But a few weeks ago I got my first "getting old is crap" feeling...DD had a splinter in her finger and came to me to get it out. I pull out my trusty needle, sterilized in alcohol and go to the finger, except, wait...I couldn't see her finger that close! Far away, yes, I see the splinter but I need to get up close to get to it, but no, I can't see the darn thing! It absolutely floored me. When did my vision change? 
