I totally get it now.
Last night we had a nice dinner with Heather at the hotel and laughed until we cried and then oh look at the time it was nine pee em! We retired to our room and watched a little bit of Friends in bed and then took our glasses off and went to sleep. And we slept all night. I have no regrets being an old lady. I need my sleep.
I got home today and put Ivy in the bath. Then we came outside to watch for the school bus.
While I was gone Carter lost one of his front teeth. Noah grew seventeen inches and Gray learned a foreign language. Or so it seemed.
And Ivy will soon be running in marathons.
It's going so fast. Just yesterday I was a teenager bored out of my mind and now I am old.
Old has many benefits.
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I love being old. As long as I can be a loved and healthy old lady, I'll always love it!
ReplyDeleteNell
I need your attitude. Maybe I am going about this all wrong. If I look for the good I may find it. Or not. Who knows. I am not a fan of "old" But I am trying.
ReplyDeleteLoved this!
ReplyDeleteWith age comes wisdom! I need lots of that! Getting older means we get to experience so much! Sounds okay to me!
ReplyDeleteThanks!
Heather
You. Are completely awesome.
ReplyDeleteHope you enjoyed Minnesota! Come back and visit me! :)
I know, right? Whenever I leave my two toddlers for a couple of days, I feel like they change so much. I always miss them when I'm gone, but 'me' time is so important.
ReplyDeleteI love gabbing and snuggling with friends!
ReplyDeleteWelcome back home and I'm so glad you get it now! Wait til you get to my stage of old age when you can't sleep and are up at 1:00am.
ReplyDeleteI always wanted to go to Mall of America! I mean if you're going to leave your kids for a mall for a day, might as well be that one right?
ReplyDeleteHope it's worth it.
I have never had an holdups about getting old. I always assumed that getting old meant i was learning my life lessons and getting wiser. Somethings only come with age. I am gla dyou had a good time and i cant want to hear all about it.
ReplyDeleteAnd why is it that anytime we go more than 24 hours without seeing out kids they grow a foot or accomplish some other big milestone?
I know exactly what you mean. I say it to myself a lot on Friday nights when I used to be the one closing down the bar with my girlfriends. Wouldn't trade my life now for the world though!
ReplyDeleteThe thought of getting older exhausts me. Mainly because both my grandmother and my mother are hugely energetic, get up at five, cram as many things as possible into a day, work work work ... and since my mom used to be the sleep til' ten and take a nap in the afternoon type of person, I'm afraid it's some dormant gene that's going to kick in about 10-20 years from now, and I will never be able to rest again.
ReplyDeleteMaybe I'll shoot for middle-aged.
Ok, maybe getting older isn't so bad! I haven't seen it as "bad", but I've been missing being a kid a lot lately. Wishing I'd made different choices. But when I think about the benefits (specifically, my two little beautiful benefits!), maybe it's not so bad after all!
ReplyDeleteLol! I feel like an old lady myself, but I've resigned myself to it. I'm happy. :-)
ReplyDeleteAh, but I wouldn't call it being old. I would call this living. Really, truly living. And oh how I love it!
ReplyDeleteYou're right... "Old" does have benefits! :)
ReplyDeleteFirst - so jealous you had dinner w/ Heather! She seems fabulous :)
ReplyDeleteSecond - my 13 year old self constantly shakes her head at the old me all the time. I just laugh ;)
I like old too.
ReplyDeleteI loved laughing with you.
what wrong with old age? being young was too much for me....now the real me is emerging
ReplyDeleteI love old, too. LOVE it.
ReplyDeleteI am superly jealous that y'all got to hang out with Heather. I'll try not to pout too long.
You have no idea what being "old" is! That part of you who is you doesn't age but your body has this lovely tendency to require constant maintenance. We are often saying if I had known I was going to live so long I'd have taken better care of myself. Since "who I really am" is not old I am constantly surprised when my body mentions that my hearing is less than it should be and now about those cataracts. At least when the cataracts are gone I should have better vision than I've had in 50 years. However, I know so much more now and understand so much more now, so I think there's a lot to be said for Robert Burns quote, "Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be."
ReplyDeleteI will take being old over being a teenager ANY day of the week. Especially a young teenager. I just don't have the stomach for all the hairspray and poetry anymore.
ReplyDeleteI was in bed by 9:15 last night. It's the best place for my feet to be up (crazy swollen cankles!) But yeah, I wouldn't trade it for those teenage years for anything! : )
ReplyDeleteOld *does* have many benefits. If old means being surrounded by those you love. Caring more about the people than the things, then I love it. I'm embracing "old".
ReplyDeleteIt's that time, you just can't catch it fast enough as it goes by and there is so much good in it as it moves past.
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing how life changes you. Four years ago, I was still going out drinking *every* Friday night, and now? I can't think of anything I'd rather do less than that.
ReplyDeleteI love being an old lady with you.
ReplyDeleteI missed your glasses this morning.
So glad for your fun trip--and the pics of Ivy are darling!
ReplyDeleteBlessings!
Getting old is awesome!
ReplyDeleteI love being old too. I relish in it.
ReplyDeleteI also love the little curls at the nape of Ivy's neck. Super sweet!
Being old isn't all that bad. The older I get the more I find myself.
ReplyDeleteP.s. Ivy is adorable as always!
I love being old, it means I've lived another day. And if it means I get to love my baby doll one day more? All the better!
ReplyDeleteYou write so beautifully, Steph. Your blog will always be one of my very favorites. I hope you never, ever shut it down.
ReplyDeleteP.S. The way that you spent your day sounds so much better than spending a day at the mall. I guess I must be old too. ;)
stephanie@metropolitanmama.net
I love this post. And I remember when I realized that I am old (though only 29!), too.
ReplyDeleteLet's all enjoy being elderly women together :O) At least we're getting wiser!
And I know how you feel about the babies growin' up. My eldest just turned 9 and I am searching for where his 4-8th years just went.
Blessings, Susan