Just curious how old everyone else is because of a previous comment. I am 36!
I'm 46... How are the 40s? Eeeehh. My body is slowing down. Things I used to do with ease and no thought are more difficult now. Example: The other day I was helping hubby paint the garage after re-siding the front wall. The next day, I was beastly sore, and felt like an 80 year old. The only real difference was I was standing on a wobbly ladder the day before. I'm thinking that is the ONLY thing that could have done it. I have gained some weight over the 26 years of our marriage. Ok. the real truth is I've gained a LOT of weight, like 140 plus pounds. My blood pressure is high now and have to take meds for it. So I"m working on loosing the weight. It's SLOW GOING, I've lost 35 lbs since the first of the year. But, the worst thing is that during our 26 year marriage - and YIKES, how the blazes did
Quoting beerebelly:
Quoting chrlstoncharmed:
42How is your 40s? I dreaded my 30s but it has been the best time of my life.I love my 30s. I hope I love my 40s too!
Sorry about this... The cat just jumped on the keyboard, looking to be cuddled, and in the process of putting her back on the floor, somehow "add reply" got clicked. Eeeerrrrgh. So, as I was saying... YIKES, how the blazes did I get OLD ENOUGH to have been married 26 years?? So the worst thing is that hubby and I had 5 kids. And with the exception of the "baby" who just turned 17 and just started his senior year of high school, all of the kids are grown up. Boo-hoo!! Seriously!! Remember all those times you wished they would hurry and grow so they could walk instead of being carried, dress themselves instead of it being an hour production just to get them dressed and out the door into the minivan? Wishing they could talk so you would know what they wanted? Wished they would grow the heck OUT of that teenaged angst thing?? Well, there's a down side to wishing that time gone. One day you open your eyes, and it IS gone. I mean, you always knew it was going to happen. You knew that on the day you first held your beautiful baby in your arms in the hospital that one day they would be adults. It's really goal of parenting, right? that you raise a strong and healthy chick that will one day spread his or her wings and fly out of the nest on their own. But back then, that day seemed SO FAR in the future that it wasn't really real. You put your nose down on the grindstone and did what you needed to do to care for your family. You cooked, washed dishes, did laundry, cleaned up, supervised homework, took care of your hubby, etc. And then one day you look up, and DECADES have gone by. And it's suddenly scary. I feel so LOST now. I mean, my family, my kids and husband are my whole WORLD. And they don't really need me anymore. Oh, the hubby does. I swear the man would never find socks or underwear if I didn't say RIGHT THERE, IN THAT DRAWER. (how many times do we have to go thru this???) And he'd starve to death if the cookie jar went empty. Yes, we've had that conversation, too!! :o) But the kids. Sigh. The oldest girl is married. The next one, a boy, has done a tour with the USAF and is living back home again. The next one is a girl, she's at Fort Stewart, GA. The next is a boy, he's at Fort Campbell, KY. And the baby - as I said - he's a senior in High School. And, I remember all the times you bemoaned the fact that you couldn't go to the bathroom without the kids following you in there, and couldn't close your eyes to take a nap without the kids saying "mom. Mom. Mom. Mom" (your eye cracks open. WHAT????) "I just wanted to know if you were awake." AAAAGGGHHHH. Well. so sad.... But, I feel like the little bear in the children's song. You know the one... "five bears in the bed and the little one said, roll over, I'm crowded. So they all rolled over and one fell out, four bears in the bed and the little one said, roll over, I'm crowded... so they all rolled over and one fell out... You know, it goes on until all the other bears are on the floor, and the little bear is the only one left in the big bed by himself, and he says I'm lonely. And damn. That's what it's like. Sigh. I wanted a little space for myself, and now I have it. And it stinks. So my advice to you younger ladies: enjoy the time when you have it. Cherish the moments. Because one day it's going to be gone, over, and the kids will grow out of the terrible teenage angst, and they will become people you really LIKE, not just love, and they're going to move on with their lives. Sure, they'll come home to visit, but it's not really the same. And yes, you try to comfort yourself with the idea, the knowledge that this is how it's SUPPOSED to be, but it's a big change. I'm struggling with trying to figure out what to DO with the rest of my life!
Quoting salamandersmom:
I'm 46... How are the 40s? Eeeehh. My body is slowing down. Things I used to do with ease and no thought are more difficult now. Example: The other day I was helping hubby paint the garage after re-siding the front wall. The next day, I was beastly sore, and felt like an 80 year old. The only real difference was I was standing on a wobbly ladder the day before. I'm thinking that is the ONLY thing that could have done it. I have gained some weight over the 26 years of our marriage. Ok. the real truth is I've gained a LOT of weight, like 140 plus pounds. My blood pressure is high now and have to take meds for it. So I"m working on loosing the weight. It's SLOW GOING, I've lost 35 lbs since the first of the year. But, the worst thing is that during our 26 year marriage - and YIKES, how the blazes did
Quoting beerebelly:
Quoting chrlstoncharmed:
42How is your 40s? I dreaded my 30s but it has been the best time of my life.I love my 30s. I hope I love my 40s too!
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- beerebelly
on Sep. 9, 2012 at 12:08 AM