At 35, I find myself in a phase of life that feels rich and fulfilling. While others around me toss around phrases like “advanced maternal age” or mention the need for “yearly mammograms,” I refuse to let these labels define me. I’m not old—I’m thriving in my mid-thirties, and here’s why.
Shopping Has Become a Breeze
Gone are the days of squeezing into “boyfriend jeans” that simply don’t fit my curvy frame. Now, I confidently head straight for the styles that flatter my body type. The joy of slipping into a perfect pair of jeans without breaking a sweat is nothing short of liberating.
Less Time in the Fitting Room
I also spend significantly less time in the dreaded fitting room. I remember when my Fridays were dedicated to shopping sprees, just for fun. I would waste hours rifling through sale racks at trendy stores, all while neglecting responsibilities. Those days are behind me, and I have a newfound appreciation for my time.
A Better Version of Myself
I’ve grown into a better version of myself. In my younger years, I would lie awake planning outfits—such a trivial concern. Now, my thoughts are filled with more pressing matters: Did I sign the permission slips for the kids? What’s our fire escape plan? Is my husband’s mole something to worry about? These are the thoughts that keep me awake now, and I wouldn’t trade them for the world.
Understanding Who Truly Matters
I’ve come to understand who truly matters in my life. The bonds I’ve formed with my husband and closest friends are unbreakable. They’ve seen me through every phase of life, from my carefree younger self to the busier, more grounded person I am today. These friendships are like family, forged through shared experiences and challenges.
Renewed Energy for Advocacy
At 35, I find a renewed energy for fighting for what I believe in. Whether it’s advocating for my loved ones or standing up for my beliefs, I feel a sense of purpose that I didn’t possess in my youth. As I approach my later years, I recognize the importance of making every moment count.
Mastering the Art of Expression
I’ve also mastered the art of using colorful language in a way that feels authentic to me. It might take years to refine, but I’ve finally found my voice.
Embracing Life at 35
I can confidently hail a cab, stumble gracefully in public without embarrassment, and even mix a cocktail—all without losing my cool. It’s a monumental achievement, truly.
Being 35 is fantastic, and I encourage everyone to embrace it. If you’re curious about family planning, check out this post for more insights on home insemination. For those interested in newborn health, this resource covers essential screenings your baby will undergo in the hospital. And for a week-by-week guide to pregnancy, March of Dimes is an excellent resource.
In summary, turning 35 has brought me more joy, clarity, and purpose than I ever imagined. I have a deeper understanding of what matters, stronger relationships, and an appreciation for the life I’m living.