I’m old. Not really OLD old but I feel like I’m old for having a 1st grader still (compared to my son’s friends’ parents). But most of the time I don’t really feel as old as I am. I remember being little and looking up to my older cousins (who are like 15 years older than me). When I was like 10 and they were getting married I was like OMG they are SO old (like 25?). And then when I was in college and my cousins were married with kids and I’d go visit them and think OMG they are SO OLD (like 42?).
Now I’m 46. I just turned 46, the day before Carson turned 7. My newly turned 7 year old likes to talk a lot so whenever he’d tell someone his birthday was coming up, he’d be sure to add that his mom’s birthday is the day before his and and that I was turning 46. Thanks bubby.
But I don’t really feel OLD old. I don’t feel old because I’m 46 or because my first baby is learning about PUBERTY in FOURTH GRADE OHMYGOD. I don’t feel old because my baby-baby has lost teeth and has four adult teeth.
But my baby-baby getting his first front top adult tooth? That’s what makes me feel old and want to STOP TIME. Those teeth make kids look so grown up in a second and it makes me sad. STOP GROWING.
You are Blessed and remember the Numbers Don’t Count