Today is my 30th Birthday, a day that people dread and a huge milestone in anyone’s life. I’m not actually that bothered about turning thirty though. I am, however, sad to say goodbye to my twenties. My twenties have been incredible.
I spent my 20th Birthday in the Dominican Republic with a man I had known three months. That was the start of so many holidays for Dave and I, most that we will remember forever – my Birthday in Las Vegas on 10-10-10, our honeymoon in Mexico and an incredible few days in Rome that I would relive tomorrow if I could.
I spent my 21st Birthday at Alton Towers and days before my 22nd Birthday Dave and I bought our first house together. I remember sitting on the stairs crying on my Birthday morning because I couldn’t handle another day of having no sofas or any other place to sit. We drove across London to Ikea Lakeside, ordered our sofas and got drive through KFC.
I got engaged at 23 and got married at 24. That day will forever be the best day of my life. Everything worked like clockwork, I felt truly beautiful for the first time in my life and I was married to my best friend. The sun shone and the day was incredible.
At 26 I became a Mum and live changed more than I could have ever imagined – and I changed hugely too. All our priorities, hopes and dreams shifted overnight and everything revolved around our perfect Little Pickle.
I became a Mum of two when I was 28 and now, at 30, my little family is complete. I am living in our forever home and all I can do is wonder where those last ten years have gone. But unlike my teens I have so much to show for those years – they have definitely aged me but every single line has been worth it.
So today I will be toasting my twenties. Ten incredible years of love, laughter and learning curves. Those years were pretty awesome and I am so glad to be where I am at this point in my life.
Now what will my thirties bring…?