On Turning 27


First of all, *27* is an odd number and I have a weird thing with odd numbers. They’re just not as cool as even numbers. Don’t ask.


But speaking of weird, I also have a weird thing with birthdays. I’m not a fan of celebrating my own. It’s not that I mind getting a year older–because I don’t. & hopefully by turning a year older the lady at the nail salon will quit asking me if I’m single because I look too young to be a mom. True story.

But I digress…

I absolutely l-o-v-e celebrating other people’s birthdays! Just not mine. I really don’t like the attention all on me. I get so uncomfortable. And then there’s the whole cake thing. I don’t like cake or cupcakes so what do I blow out the candles on? A cucumber?

Twenty-seven is so young, yet I have already done so much in my life: graduated college, been married 3 1/2 years, mommy to a daughter and another baby on the way, moved three times in my adult life…

Twenty-seven makes 17 seem like a lifetime ago! At seventeen, I was thinking about college, although secretly wanting to dance my life away on a cruise ship, while still semi-obsessed with a boyfriend who was totally and completely toxic. Thank goodness for college and finding The Man of My Dreams! For reals. When I think about turning thirty-seven in 10 years, I think about how I will be a mom to a full-fledged, crazy teenager (Lord, help me!) and a mom of a nearly ten year-old. I imagine Blake and I will be semi-settled in a city we love, although honestly, we probably still won’t be home-owners since who knows where in the world the military will have taken us by then?!

Being twenty-six this past year has been jam-packed-full with all sorts of emotions. I was on such a high of excitement, with thoughts of moving out of my hometown. I was enthralled to move to a new city and time zone; make new friends and start a new life with my little family. Twenty-six brought the breathtaking news of adding to our family, but it also brought an almost complete meltdown. Twenty-six brought on the realization of ceasing to strive to be Super Wife and Super Mom, something I feel profoundly proud about now, as I see those older than me still struggling with this concept. A part of me wants to slap them upside the head and say, “Just say no! It’s not worth it. You’ll be a much better person if you say no and do less.” The benefits will be so much richer and sweeter for you and your family. I think that’s a pretty deep thing to discover at only twenty-six.

Now, I don’t fight the fact that twenty-seven is quite young. After all, more of my friends are single than they are married, and only a few have started having children. But having a baby at twenty-three sky-rocketed me into adulthood a little sooner than most. I skipped the whole Getting Your Shit Together and Finding Yourself project, and jumped head-first into the role of Mommyhood, where, let’s be honest, you quickly learn no one ever has their shit together. I saved myself a lot of trouble by learning that little secret.

I pray my twenty-seventh year will be one of peace. Or as much peace as a gal can have when having a second child. Okay, let’s be real… this next year is going to be completely chaotic! But I think with everything I’ve learned while being twenty-six, I will be able to handle it with more knowledge, poise, and grace than ever before.


& just for fun, here are 27 Things I’ve Learned by 27: 



… just say no

… ask for help

… it’s okay to put yourself in uncomfortable situations. the outcome is almost always worth it

… moving far away is thrilling

… moving far away is scary

… it’s impossible to live happily in the past and the future. we only have here and now

… happiness is a choice, not a reward or privilege

… family is everything

… standing by what you believe and not stepping down is imperative, even if people don’t understand it

… just because a friend is in a different “season of life” doesn’t mean you can’t still be friends

… ‘say what you wanna say, and let the words fall out, honestly i wanna see you be brave’

… change is scary

… change is amazing

… thinking of ’27 things i’ve learned’ is tough!

… it’s always more important to be grateful than to be anything else

… never forget to take care of yourself

… prime time comedy can cure almost any bad day

… letting go is hard, but the benefits can be so rewarding

… a messy house means a happy house, not a crazy one. okay, maybe a little crazy–but in a good way!

… bad memories from the past don’t have to stay bad. you can learn from them and turn them into something positive

… doing nothing at times can be just what your body and mind needs

… nothing is every worth losing your cool over

… grace and tact can carry you a long way

… waking up before your child is a lifesaver

… hanging on to your muchness is crucial

… figuring out who you are is a journey that will last a lifetime

… 27 is not so odd after all


loyally,
a new 27 year-old,
katie



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