Tuesday, November 6, 2012

365 days 299

 11-6-12
Ugh, this is such a boring picture.  But it's voting day and I voted.  Voted starts with a V.  Subtle, huh?
This one doesn't count, it's just a picture of me.  I'm really lucky I have a husband who loves this mug.  In my brain, I look way hotter.  I'm coming to terms with this aging thing, and that I'll never look like I'm 19 again.  I also have to come to terms with the fact that I was kind of weird looking at 19, too.

I was thinking about this earlier today.  I think I'm a grown-up.  I still don't feel it 100%, and I still look at other grown-ups like they are the actual grown ups, but I think I'm there-ish.  Maybe it's because the teens at church think I'm weirder than other teens did when I was a teen, or maybe it's because I am starting to really own this Mom thing.  I may not be a pro now or ever, but at 6 and a half I'm at least competing on the Olympic level.

But believe you me - no matter how Mom I may become - I will never be as lame as that missionary assumed I was.  Pssshhhh.

1 comment:

SeanUNT said...

I feel exactly the same about the grownup thing, especially after all of my changes the last year. I look at other people even my age and they seem like grownups, and I still feel like a wayward kid. If it's any consolation, you seem WAY more grownup than me at this point. I think I'm regressing...

But seriously, almost all of my other mom friends seem to have aged a lot since they had their babies. You look exactly the same as you did back in Jazz Strings days to me, so I think you're perception is a bit skewed, maybe with how exhausted and frazzled you must feel with the whole supermom thing. Although I don't know what you looked like at 19 I guess. But I looked terrible at 19! I'd much rather look like my perpetually early-mid twenties self for the next 15 years or so!

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