Today I turned 32. If you happen to follow me on Instagram, you’ll know that my day (and mine and Matt’s birthday week in general) did not go exactly as … Continue reading32.
As I’ve mentioned before, motherhood has been both everything and nothing like what I thought it would be. Three years ago, literally at the same moment the sun crested the … Continue reading3 Years Ago, I Became a Better Me
I’ll admit that most of my birthdays as an adult (with the exception of last year’s big milestone birthday) have been pretty low-key. But even while we didn’t often do … Continue readingAnd Just Like That, I’m 31
I always thought by 27 I’d be totally sophisticated—I’d be a published writer, I would have fully learned to appreciate jazz music, and I’d definitely have learned how to stop … Continue readingMy Birthday Suit at 27
When you start to get further into adulthood, one thing becomes painfully clear: Birthdays are not what they once were. Sure, you still do your best to make them special: … Continue readingCelebrating Birthdays as Adults (+ Other Randomness)