Ok, so flirty might not be the right word, but you get the idea, don’t you? I’m a rare breed of woman who is actually looking forward to entering the next decade of my life. Thirty doesn’t scare me, it challenges me! I’m determined to spend the next nine months leading up to the big day, living life to the fullest and getting ready for what I think will be the next big chapter in my life.
I’ve done amazing things in my twenties: graduating, getting a “grown up” job, getting our own house, getting married, and most importantly, having our little man. What’s next? Well seeing my little man grow is going to be the best thing about my 30s, and that in itself will bring changes and challenges on an almost daily basis. That’s pretty much my only plan- to give my child the best childhood that I can.
That’s refreshing! To not be making big plans, to not need to plan ahead, to not have the urge to compartmentalise everything about my life… I have spent the past ten years planning every aspect of my life. Let me tell you, my twenties weren’t the spontaneous years that Friends and How I Met Your Mother led me to believe it would be. I have became more relaxed over the past few years, or at least more adept at allowing things to take their natural course, rather than pre-determining every finer details of my world. Sure, I still like to plan a party, or be organised when it comes to Christmas, but I am more than happy to let the big “stuff” in life just happen organically. Having such a controlling personality has been detrimental to me in my twenties, as I would get too tightly wound about those matters which I cannot truly control. The more spontaneity that creeps into my life, the happier I feel. Thus, my thirties will be about letting go of the plans and allowing life to just happen.
Another reason why I’m looking forward to turning 30 is that many women I look up to are in their thirties, and happy being there! From Zooey Deschanel (super talented, super amazing) to Anne Hathaway, to people closer to home, my beautiful sisters. These women are beautiful, confident and kick ass in everything that they do. I feel like I know who I am now. At 29, I know my strengths and applaud my flaws. I recognise that I may change more during my next decade, and embrace this. The thought of not knowing what’s to come is exciting. 20 year old me, ironically, would never have said this!
September is still a while away, and so begins my final “plan”. It is this: to become the happiest, healthiest and hottest version of myself as I possibly can. Without planning actual events, I want to prepare myself physically and emotionally for the amazing things that I know are in store for me post thirty. I used to have a “Thirty Bucket List”, but you know what? That’s gone! Thirty is not the end. It’s not a signpost of old age, or a signal that I’m past it to do certain things. Thirty isn’t something to mark a period of mourning for me. It’s an occasion to mark the most phenomenal years of my life, which I’m pretty sure they are going to be. Didn’t you know? Thirty is totally where it’s at! And I cannot wait!
