Having recently celebrated my 39th birthday, I made it a point to express my enthusiasm for entering my 40s. Perhaps I even made some playful gestures, proclaiming, “I’m ready to take on 40!” However, I also felt the pressure to create a bucket list of achievements to complete before I hit that milestone, which ultimately led to a much-needed nap.
Since turning 39, I’ve had a plethora of thoughts. Here are a few:
- My children share mind-blowing facts. My son recently informed his younger sister that thunder is actually the sound produced when lightning breaks the sound barrier. I had a vague notion of this, but hearing it from him was a revelation.
- My skin is going through a dramatic phase. I’ve consulted dermatologists, visited facialists, and indulged in wishful thinking. The takeaway? Hydration is crucial, and chin breakouts seem to be the consequence of enjoying a slice of pizza.
- Recovery from physical activity has become increasingly challenging. Whether it’s post-exercise soreness, the effects of a night out, or simply sitting cross-legged for too long, my body is clearly signaling that I’m no longer in my prime.
- I’m focused on achieving inner peace, which sometimes comes from meditation and other times, regrettably, from a glass of wine. Yes, I may be channeling my Zen with a bottle of Two-Buck Chuck.
- I cherish the ability to reach out to my mom for her beloved dumpling recipe, knowing that this connection might not always be there.
- I’m no longer interested in fleeting friendships. The connections I maintain now are likely to be lifelong, whether my friends like it or not.
- There are moments when I simply want to sit and do nothing, reminiscent of an elderly gentleman enjoying his quiet time.
- Mortality has become a recurring thought—considering my own life, my parents’, and even the aging celebrities I admire.
- I’m serious about my goals; it’s truly a make-or-break time.
- The obsession with perfection that plagued my 20s has lost its grip on me.
- I’ve reached a point where I no longer worry about others’ opinions of me.
- I’m willing to forego politeness if it means standing up for myself.
- I often find myself encouraging both my parents and my children to be more self-sufficient. One moment I’m teaching my parents how to navigate their devices, and the next, I’m motivating my kids to find their own socks.
- I resonate with my mom’s sentiment about life being unthinkable without her children. I often reflect on how unimaginable life was before them.
- And that candid look in the mirror some mornings? Let’s just say it’s not a topic I wish to discuss.
Time seems to be accelerating. The only reason I might consider revisiting my 20s would be to indulge in some Ben & Jerry’s without facing the repercussions the next day.
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Summary:
As I approach 40, I’ve reflected on various aspects of life, including the wisdom from my children, changes in my body, the importance of meaningful relationships, and my evolving perspective on personal goals. The journey through my late 30s is both a time of self-discovery and a reminder of the fleeting nature of time.
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