A Year in Review...

It's been almost a year to the day that I blogged last and I feel like it's gone by so quickly! I feel like we didn't have a lot happen but here (in a very abbreviated form) is what we did: went to St. Louis several times; fostered a very sweet dog named Joey who was abandoned at my clinic and then adopted him out to Michael's secretary's family (but he got out of the yard right before Halloween and hasn't been seen since); took a mini-vacation to Vegas near our 6th anniversary; our AC broke towards the end of summer so we put in a completely new HVAC system; we had friends move into our neighborhood; I finally got on the Facebook bandwagon (but Michael still hasn't and refuses to do so); our TCU Horned Frogs did AMAZINGLY well during their undefeated season and went to the Fiesta Bowl...but lost; we went to the Fiesta Bowl to watch our Frogs after spending a week in StL for Christmas and celebrating my awesome gma's 92nd birthday (go, Grandma!!); I was diagnosed with acid reflux (again!) after having 3 months of stomach pain and nausea almost every single day and enduring an endooscopy as my first ever anesthetic procedure; we finally have furniture (and plants!) in our front room and our beautiful crystal and china is also on display; we have friends that have gotten married and are getting married and friends who have had babies and are having babies, which brings me to my next thought...

There are babies EVERYWHERE right now!!! I swear, I know about 10 women who are currently pregnant and they're all due between the end of May and the middle of July! I love my friends and I wish them all the best and I want all of them to have healthy babies and safe deliveries...I guess I've entered the baby phase of my life. You know how it goes: first all of your friends get engaged, then all of your friends get married, then all of your friends have babies and so on and so forth. Sometimes I feel like I'm the anamoly because we've been married for almost 7 years and don't have children yet but the honest truth is that I haven't been ready and I don't think it's fair to either you or the baby if you're not ready for such a big, life-changing committment. And it really is a committment, you have to be dedicated mind, body and soul to have/be ready for a baby. I think too many people nowadays just aren't responsible about having a baby and it infuriates me--how can you treat a life so casually? And I'm not talking about anyone in particular, I'm just saying that I think our country, in general, acts this way. Maybe I've been watching too much Teen Mom lately. It's easy to say, "we'd be great parents" but you need to be responsible about it, you know? Anyway, right now I've enjoyed being "us" and I've loved travelling on our schedule and working and playing on our schedule but I think I'm almost, almost ready for that next step in our lives....if nothing else, a child of ours would certainly have a lot of friends to play with a few years down the line and they'd all be about the same age to do so!

So anyway, I'm turning the big 3-0 in t-minus 9 days (on the 26th) and I've been thinking: turning 30 for a guy is a lot different than turning 30 for a girl. For a guy, they're like, oh, who cares, it's not a big deal, 30 isn't a big deal at all. It doesn't even phaze them! Now me, I'm like, oh no, I'm turning 30! My eggs are drying up, I need to lose weight before I can't lose it anymore, is that another wrinkle?, is that another gray hair? I need to have 3 kids in the next 5 years, how am I going to do that? I'm getting so old. But the truth is, it's just a number, that's all it is. It's a number in the book that's the passport of my life. I think I need to focus on the fact that my 20s are over, my 30s are here and I just need to enjoy it. The 30s can be my chance to learn more about myself, to enjoy my time, to make my house a home, to be the mature, responsible adult that I am. So long 20s, hello 30s!