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My 35th Year Begins

This is the first year that I forgot about my birthday until I was upon it. And such a surprise too as it’s a decently important one – the big 35! It lands the same day as Father’s Day, as it does every so often. I had my dad and husband’s gifts wrapped and ready, and made reservations for our Father’s Day dinner and co-celebration. But other than that, I hadn’t put much thought to my turning geriatric, as defined by my OBGYN. Such is the life of parenthood! Neither good nor bad. Just a shift in priorities is all.

(I did, however, have time to plan out how to get my Birthday Freebies!)

Luckily, Mike gave me a few moments for my traditional semi-annual self -reflection, which I do every birthday. He took Casey on a bike ride so that I could shower and write this. I typically take note of the things I’ve been proud of the last year as well as the things I wish to come. For the sake of time, I’ll do what I do best, which is to publish a list.

The Best of My 34th Year

Hopes, Goals and Wishes for My 35th Year Around the Sun

Are there any ideas on how to celebrate one’s 35th year around the sun? Ways to balance self and other, parenthood and career? Please do share. Taking all advice, as I don’t have much time to ponder.

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