40

So today I turn 40.

There was a time when 40 without kids would have been a problem. Big problem. Being paper-pregnant, though, 40 isn't bothering me. I'd rather have birthdays than not, so I don't see the point in getting all worked up about getting older. I have a good life. A husband I love who loves me. A family that is loving and that I can depend on. We don't bicker and we don't hold grudges and I really lucked out in the family department. Friends that are nice people and fun to be with. I'm emotionally and financially secure and one can't ask for more than that.

C came home at lunch with flowers and we went to Chili's. He rarely comes home during the day, so that was a treat. And the lilies in the flower arrangement are so fragrant I can smell them from 15 feet away. I'm having dinner with friends and knitting tonight. C's birthday is Saturday, so we will do our usual 2 for 1 birthday dinner then. I might cast-on for the Triple S Shawl today just because it is my birthday...I should be able to cast-on for a new project I really want guilt free today, right? No need to finish anything first. I did finish the knitting on my moebius bag Sunday and now I just need to felt it.

I'm looking forward to my 40's. Sudden motherhood to a toddler will likely wear me out, but perhaps it will also keep me young. At 40, I know who I am and I am fine with it. I like me. Sure, there are always things I could improve... but in general, I'm in a good place and happy with life and 40 feels pretty good.