Jan 31

Jan 31 My 30th Birthday

This week I turned 30. Thirty… the BIG 3-0! All “over the hill” jokes aside, I am completely looking forward to this next chapter of my life. My twenties were a time of self-discovery, rewiring mindsets and reaching life-changing milestones [graduating from college, marriage and motherhood to name a few]. My thirties are the start of my golden years where I can bask in the blessings of those achievements. My husband and I watching our children grow, having increased financial stability, making our house a home, embarking on a new career and travelling the globe are just a few things I look forward to.

It’s surreal to me that I now have a decade of adult experience. I have learned so much in this time. More importantly, I have discovered there's so much more to learn. So. Much. More.

As a young adult, I had an opinion on everything. I knew how I would parent my future kids, was an expert in my field despite possessing very little real world experience, and thought I had the answers. I preferred spewing my finite knowledge to listening and acquiring more. [My current self shakes my head at my former self!]

I enter my thirties with a more open mind than I did my twenties. I enter my thirties understanding that I don’t have all the answers and [gasp] may be wrong at times! I enter my thirties with no regrets. I won’t covet my twenties, claiming to be “29” for three years, but rather I embrace this new season, focused forward on my future. I enter my thirties excited to eventually embark on a new career however daunting that may be. I enter my thirties eager to step into all what God has promised for me.

Turning thirty is kind of a big deal and calls for celebration! Tuesday was my actual birthday and the only birthday related thing I did was to renew my license plates. How exciting, I know! My toddler was his typical self getting into all kinds of mischief at the DMV! Exhibit A:

Since I have a newborn baby, I knew an elaborate party would be too much work… plus it’s not really my style. Instead, I opted to have a simple birthday lunch with my family this past weekend. We ate a menu of gourmet pizza and salad, sipped on sparkling juice [no alcohol for this breastfeeding mama], and topped it off with the yummiest red velvet birthday cake [no picture of the cake as it was that good]. Afterwards, I opened a few gifts [I was spoiled!] and had a fun and relaxed visit with my nearest and dearest. An added bonus was that my brother Brandon [who is a lawyer based in Toronto] was finally able to meet his youngest nephew for the first time. It was perfect.