I’m officially aging. With 861 birthday candles behind me, it’s hard to ignore the signs. Gerald Ford was president when I first entered this world, and the Vietnam War concluded shortly after my first birthday. I could go on reminiscing, but the point is clear: I’m feeling my age. Coupled with the challenges of motherhood, it feels like my body has completely betrayed me. Here’s a rundown of activities I find increasingly challenging at the ripe age of 41 years, 6 months, and 13 days (but who’s counting?):
- Bending Over: Attempting to pick up even the lightest of items often leads to a backache. Whether it’s a five-pound weight, a laundry basket, or even a rogue Lego piece, bending over can feel like a risky maneuver. Be forewarned: if you twist wrong, your core muscles may just decide to take a permanent vacation.
- Jumping on a Trampoline: While it’s not common to see adults bouncing on trampolines, the mere thought of it fills me with nostalgia. A trampoline contest sounds thrilling, but the risk of embarrassing accidents makes it feel like a waste of a panty liner.
- Remembering Things: I can recite every lyric of “Ice Ice Baby” but more often than not, I forget why I entered a room. Talk about a selective memory!
- Staying Awake Late: These days, I’m lucky if I can stay awake to finish a true-crime show on a Friday night, let alone party until last call. Just the thought of being in a crowded bar with twenty-somethings feels overwhelming. Honestly, I’ve lost track of Taco Bell’s closing time—who am I becoming?
- Going Bra-less: I attempted to shop without a bra recently, only to accidentally send a can of soup tumbling off the shelf. Let’s just say, the can was on the bottom shelf, and my body was not cooperating.
- Leaving the House Without Makeup: At a certain age, makeup isn’t about impressing anyone; it’s more about avoiding concerned looks from strangers and stopping kids from staring at me wide-eyed.
- Doing a Cartwheel: While I don’t expect to be recruited for a gymnastics team anytime soon, wouldn’t it be nice to be upside down again without feeling dizzy or nauseous? My twenties were a blur of flips and fun, but those days are long gone.
- Shopping at Forever 21: The ability to purchase trendy outfits that actually fit is a thing of the past. Those cute skirts? They’d barely fit one of my thighs now.
- Intimacy in a Twin Bed: You don’t fully appreciate the flexibility of youth until you try to get cozy in a twin bed after turning 40.
- Dealing with Hangovers: I used to tackle hangovers with a couple of Advil and a sports drink. These days, the mere thought of a hangover makes me wish for a quick escape—like stabbing my eyes out with a dull tool instead.
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Summary
Aging brings its own set of challenges, from bending over to bouncing on trampolines. As I navigate life at 41, I find humor in the struggles of motherhood and self-care, while still seeking resources to support my journey.