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
a new 27 year-old,