While at our cousin's home for Thanksgiving, my husband asked her teenaged daughter how old I looked and she said 20.  That really made my day.  This girl is a very straight shooter so I took what she said with some weight since last year my hubby showed her a picture of us at the zoo and she said "Wow.  She's obese."

At 34yrs old it always puts a bounce in my step when someone says I look like I could be in my 20s.  Having kids makes me feel very young at times and very old at other times.  What really freaks me out recently is the thought that I was 13 when my mom was my age.  I remember always thinking how young she looked.  Now I know it was because she was young.

I am enjoying my 30s more than my 20s.  My marriage gets better all the time, I absolutely love being a mom, we have a very comfortable home and I am in the best health I've been in in a very long time.  I try not to worry about the passage of time too much.  I keep in mind that we have a lot of friends in their 40s that are very youthful.  30 used to sound so old!  Now 20 sounds so young.

I don't feel my age until I take a look at how much the children have grown.  The little bitty girls who frolicked in their pretty little dresses at our wedding reception are now in high school!  Our first born is turning 8 and is becoming very mature and extremely smart.  Our "baby" is in preschool and is very independent these days.  Yet when I hold a newborn (which I did a lot yesterday) it seems like just yesterday that mine were first born.

Time is a tricky thing.  I have learned to cherish the memories rather than mourn the passing of time.  I have learned to hold onto the excitement of youth by always having something to look forward to.  And I plan to spend a lot more time with my new favorite cousin