Why I’m Not Upset about Getting Older

I turned 30 this month. 3-0. I am no longer a twenty-something. Society dictates that I should probably feel apprehensive about this, but I don’t. I love it!



When I was seven years old, I distinctly remember wanting to be 16. It seemed so grown up.  At 16, you can wear makeup, you go to high school, you can drive, you can go on dates. All the things my 7-year-old self was impressed with about “adulthood.” When I finally turned 16, I wanted to be 21. I wanted to go to college and move out of my parents’ house and be on my own.  When I turned 21, I wanted to be 25. It seemed young enough to still be carefree, but I hoped that I would have found someone to start sharing life with, whatever that would happen to look like.

I was always chasing the future, never quite content with where I was.

Things are much different now.

My twenties were amazing, and I’m glad I experienced them. I had all the obligatory fun of someone young and responsibility-free, I was exposed to new perspectives that I hadn’t considered before, and I learned a lot about who I am – and who I’m not. I poured a ton of time and money into school so that I could start building a career. I also got married and supported my husband as he worked to begin his career. Eventually, we started our family and will (probably) complete it when our next child is born this winter. The twenties are an essential time of exploration, independence, and new beginnings, and they can be a lot of fun, too. Even so, I am ready to bid them a fond farewell.

At 30, I am finally content with where I am.

Yet another reason to be glad my twenties are over – the days of embarrassing photo-taking and too much makeup have passed!

I know myself much better now. I know what I believe in and what I think is important (and what I don’t). I don’t care as much about what other people think, and I’m more comfortable in my own skin. I am happy to be in this place – sharing my life with people I love, finally beginning a career I worked hard towards, and watching my children grow. For many people, we spend our twenties working on building the life we envision for ourselves. Now I’m looking forward to living it.

My body may not be as toned as it once was, but that’s okay, because my babies grew in there. My face may be starting to show a few lines, but that’s okay, because they mark the years I’ve lived and laughed and felt emotion. I may not be partying the nights away anymore, but that’s okay, because I spend them next to the love of my life, watching over little miracles of flesh and blood that we made together.

birthdayballoonsSo, adiós, twenties. You are a really important part of life, but it’s time for you to go. I would say, “It’s not you, it’s me,” but the truth is that I’ve found somebody else. I think the thirties and I are really going to hit it off (and I hear the forties are even better). Bring on the birthdays!

What about you, mamas? What phase of life are you glad to be done with? What do you love about getting older, and which age has been your favorite so far?  Tell us in the comments!



Kristin Flanary
Kristin met her husband in college at Texas Tech University, and they later moved to New Hampshire, where they earned his-and-hers advanced degrees (complete with matching towels) at Dartmouth. They had their first date on Valentine's Day, got engaged on Valentine's Day three years later, welcomed their first daughter (Charlotte) on Valentine's Day three years after that, and their second daughter (Claire) on Valentine's Day three years after that! Kristin and her family moved to Iowa City in 2014 so her husband could begin his residency at UIHC. She is currently laugh-crying her way through raising a threenager and an infant while simultaneously working full-time at the Belin-Blank Center for Gifted Education and Talent Development and juggling the crazy schedule of a resident's wife. Kristin has been a stay-at-home mom, a work-at-home mom, and work-outside-the-home mom, so she can officially judge that each scenario is hard and equally wonderful. In her free time, you can find Kristin either taking pictures and learning about photography, reading about how not to screw up her daughters, on her soapbox about women's rights, enjoying a hard-earned glass of wine, or collapsed from exhaustion. Her life is ridiculous and her heart is full.



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