This Is What 30 Looks Like:

Make a wish!

Today is my birthday. It's a big one, too. 30. I never thought I would have issues turning 30. Mostly because when I was 19 I hung around boys who liked to call me fetus and thought I was so young even though I was only 2 years younger than they were. I quickly developed an age complex and have had one ever since. So 30 seemed like I might actually be legit, you know? Until this last week. Thirty began sounding so old and I was feeling sorry for myself. But last night my sensible husband reminded me that I shouldn't wallow. (I wasn't wallowing too much, I promise, not like my latest blog posts at least!) Instead I should think of all the great things I've done in the last decade. So last night I fell asleep thinking of all of those things and I woke up this morning feeling great:

2001: I spent 5 months in China. Amazing!

2002: Married my handsome husband. Best decision I've ever made!

2003: Graduated from BYU with a BA in English Teaching and got my first (and only thus far) real job teaching 9th grade English at American Fork Jr. High. Learned a lot of great things!

2004: Gave birth to 1st son. Priceless.

2005: Ran my 1st marathon. Proved to myself that I can push my body hard.

2006: Gave birth to 2nd son. Priceless.

2008: Bought our first house. Ran my 2nd marathon.

2010: Gave birth to 3rd son. Priceless.

And those are just the biggies--so many moments and memories in between that glue the last 10 years--the first 10 of my adult life--together. I loved my 20s and am looking forward to loving my 30s. I'm a lucky girl and can't forget it.