Is it just me, or does it seem that the older you get, the faster the days, months, years fly by?
I'm not gonna lie..it's freaking me out more than a little. I can remember being 8, 12, 14, 17 and thinking the years were c r a w l i n g. That milestone of becoming an official teenager, getting your license, and graduating high school were just too exciting in my adolescent mind. And I couldn't wait to grow up. Then came college, and I couldn't wait to hit the big two one in order to get my drink on.
Seriously though? Like that really stopped me. Those were the days....:)
Anywhoo...getting back to the reality-is-setting-in-you're-getting-old freakout- I'm not sure how to take this turning 27 thing. Don't take this the wrong way. I love my life. I love my fiancee my son, being a mom and everything that comes with motherhood. I guess the time-flying thing just scares the shit out of me, and the fact that there's no way to stop or control it. Just yesterday, I found 5 gray hairs on the top of my head. My boobs are sagging and the muffin top that was so easy to lose when I was 20 is almost impossible to lose now.
Holla childbirth! And mint chocolate chip ice cream during pregnancy.
Hey, the bambino was hungry.
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