I’m officially in the final week of my thirties and to be honest, I’m actually struggling a bit with this one. I thought I’d be excited and sort of let time roll along, but turning forty is a pretty major milestone and it’s made me reflect on all the things (good and bad) that happened during the decade of my thirties.
I’ve decided to not care if I am becoming “that” mom because I know when to celebrate my child and when not to. I’ll celebrate for him. I’ll celebrate for me as a Mother. And, I’ll celebrate for us as a family.