I've talked to a few people that don't read my blog too often, and when they see the title, Bump Watch, they immediately think... is she expecting again? And, I normally laugh and firmly tell them nope - it was the blog name chosen when we found out about Jacob, and I never changed it. And I've been wanting to for a while.
I have opinions on several things, not just on Jacob's growth and up bringing, but lately a common theme arises in my conversations... can you believe that we are old enough to...
...be married for 5 years
...be 10 years older than those college students I advise
...have an almost 2 year old
...have been working full time for 6 years
...plan that high school reunion
...have been driving for 12 years
...be embarrassed that I don't know how to cook a proper dinner
...recognize I have plenty of clothes {oh...that's a hard one!}
...think a few more cardigans and a few less sleeveless tops would be more appropriate
...hear my knees pop when I get up off the ground or climb the stairs too fast
I never feel as old as those things should make me. I often still feel as I'm in my very early twenties. I know I don't look it, but I feel closer to 20 than 30. It's weird. I think a lot of that has to do with my respect of adults my parents age. To me they are the "adults" I'm still the youngster, learning my way around and trying not to goof it all up.
I view myself as young, young enough...
...to be scared to tell my parents we were having a baby, even though we'd already been married almost 3 years
...to ask my mom to make meat loaf for dinner and bring it to my house to feed my family
...to have an 8 year old sister
...to drive with the windows down and blaring the radio on a sunny day, with the bass up...through campus...
...to have no clue what to do when my son gets sick
...to just now have my college friends having babies
...to still wear my pink North Face jacket every day, even to work
...to read the newspaper online, only in print on Sundays with coupons to clip
...to get all caught up in Kappa Delta recruitment
...love weddings, and think flip flops during the reception are perfectly appropriate attire
...to not be very domestic, and think I still have plenty of time to learn
...to not be taken seriously when I walk into a financial seminar full of "gray hairs"
...to use the term "hot mess" at work, and receive blank stares in return
...to decorate with pictures and not paintings
...realize I'm no where near old yet :)
And so, I have decided the young enoughs out weigh the old enoughs, and I just enjoy "young enough" more.
I'm old enough to know better, Young Enough to pretend.
