The past two weekends have been absolutely wonderful. They’ve been full of late nights, dancing, slumber parties, out-of-town friends, nonstop laughter and downtown shenanigans stretching into the wee hours of the morning. These past two weekends have also been a reminder that I’m not exactly twenty-one anymore. I can’t remember the last time I’ve partied every night of the weekend for TWO weekends in a row. How did I do it?! IT’S EXHAUSTING. I texted my best friend to happily complain that SXSW and spring break were killing me. “That’s 26 talkin’.” she responded. Ain’t that the truth.
I turn twenty-six in a week, y’all.
And I feel like I’m in a pretty good place to start another year of my life.
I’m currently flirting with the idea of getting my master’s. Then again, I might just continue focusing on my growing career. I’m keeping my options open, and that is an adventure in itself. I’ve recently taken on a new part-time social media client and am now looking over resumes to hire an intern to work below me. It’s a little surreal and very exciting.
Not being certain of what’s next is part of all of the excitement. I know I could change my mind on this one, but as of right now, I don’t plan on having another little one until I’m about thirty. I personally hate the phrase “getting it out of the way.” I know everyone’s reasons are understandably different, but I just don’t want to get anything out of the way. I want to savor every minute of it just being Robby, Bryn and me. I want to enjoy each and every moment of her growing up, and to allow her to have a good amount of time where she is our only one. On a more selfish note, I am also enjoying the good amount of flexibility and freedom I still have with just one kiddo. Brynlee is a cheerful and easygoing baby, and she has a pretty fantastic daddy. The three of us have a routine and rhythm down that is perfect for us, and I just love everything exactly the way it is right now. While other people seem to do amazing at doing the two-under-two thing, the thought alone nearly gives me hives. I love having what I see as the complete luxury of not having my children back-to-back. I don’t feel rushed for a thing, and for a girl as restless as I, that feels almost like an extravagance.
I know that the days have a funny way of sneaking up on a person, but right now thirty still seems so deliciously far away. The next four years stretch out in front of me, and they are beckoning me with the options, uncertainties and dreams that they hold. They are full of plans of adventures and treehouses and exploring lands both real and imaginary with Bryn and her handsome daddy. I’m delighted to not know exactly what is coming next and to be toying with so many different schemes and possibilities. I love my late nights out, but I’m growing preferential to early nights in with my lovely little tribe. I love what I do and the direction life is taking me, and I adore the people that make up my world. I’m just having so much fun, and fun is such a beautiful thing.
I’m not twenty-one anymore, and that is definitely okay. I don’t really miss the experience of regularly throwing up in toilets.
Twenty-six is talking, and it sounds so very sweet.
You wait until 44 starts coming out of your mouth….. 😦
Haha! Hi, Glen! I hear 44 is the new 33. 😉
Yep, I love being 26. Bye bye 21. HAA.
I’m a week in and already it’s so much fun! Haha
I’m slowly but surely accepting my age too 🙂 and I’m LOVING being 24. That’s so sweet that your lil family has gotten into its own routine and you’re so happy. How lucky! The world is your oyster. The excitement of life is not having it all figure out, right?
Exactly!!! 🙂
yay. smart. gonna need more info on that boombox photo.
ps: 26 was the best year of my life (seriously) so I stayed that age till about a year ago.
Yay! Makes me even more excited for this year.
you’re so right about the phrase ‘getting it out of the way’ — we should be done with it. i want my kids pretty close together, but it’s because i’m anxious to give them siblings and have tons of babes and dogs hanging around the house :))
Now THAT is a perfect/lovely/wonderful reason! So much better than that getting it out of the way nonsense.
Hooray for 26! I’m 27 now and turning… 28 this year! Which blows my mind. I’m not sure how my late 20s are arriving SO quickly! Anyway, I totally understand what you mean about not wanting to “get it out of the way”. It’s so good to soak up that time together! 🙂
I know! Where did the early twenties go!? Time is so sneaky. 😉
It looks like twenty six is treating you well! I am so happy that you’re in such a sweet spot in your life right now! Love it 🙂
Thanks, sweet friend!
the instagram pic of you and robbie is SOOOOOOOOOO F=ING CUTE!!
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