So now I am 35…can’t believe I have admitted to this I have always been “21”. I haven’t had the fear of getting older, I just didn’t want to be older. Saying you are anything above 25 to me just sounded so old! But when I look back on the last 5 years of my 30’s, I have to admit they have been pretty dam great!
In your 30’s you start to realise you don’t care what people think about you, you develop a thicker skin against the world. I think for me I just feel less vulnerable I guess. Part of that probably comes from being a mum as you now have other people to protect from the world, so you take on their issues and pain instead of your own.
During the last 5 years, I have had my second child, and some people wondered why I waited to have 6 years between my children. This wasn’t only out of choice but practicality also. At 29 I began my teaching career (after starting uni late) and for anyone who is unsure of this profession. You are required to do a probation year which is year of further training so once I completed this year and got a full-time permanent contract I couldn’t just go on maternity as I wouldn’t receive the full benefits that I would be entitled to. Therefore, without planning, this all kind of fell in to place naturally.
Having a second child after a 6-year gap and being 6 years older takes its toll on you. I found that I was exhausted more, felt that sleep was something I needed. Not only that but we were right back at the start of trying to remember what to do with a baby. Also, being considered “an old” mum at the ripe old age of 32 you definitely feel it a lot more.
We have also recently moved to our “big” family home, that we have forever been talking about. It took us 2 children, in a 2-bedroom flat (with no garden), during a pandemic to give us a kick up the butt to go actively house hunting. As soon as I seen our house on the internet I absolutely fell in love with it. It just ticked all the boxes of what I wanted, however slightly out our price range. However, when you remember it is a forever family home its worth paying the extra for that home.
I’ve enjoyed so many holidays in my 30’s some as a family and some with the girls for different Hen Weekends which I didn’t really experience in my 20’s the same way due to less of our friends getting married and my friendship group not being one for big girls trips away. Don’t think I have ever laughed so much on some of our girls holidays recently.
I also have made more time of me in my 30’s. Wither this is to have a bath for 30 mins to myself, go and get my hair done, head to the gym for an hour or meet a friend for a coffee. I think we must make this time for ourselves as especially over the last year we need that little “me time” for “self-care” to help us grow as individuals and take care of ourselves to help maintain a positive mindset.
Now I have reached 35 (half way to 70…. ahh) it’s time for me to think about my next chapter. For me I think it will be starting either a slightly different career or changing schools. I have 2 courses starting that will give me the opportunity to possibly take the next step in my career…should I wish to. However, for now, it is a little unknown as waiting to hear back from some opportunities that may have came my way. This is going to be a big change for me but hopefully will be beneficial to not only me but also to my family.
I am hoping to get my blog back up and running as I enjoy writing but just need to find the time to do it a little more. I would love to find out what you enjoy reading blogs about. Either put in the comments or send me a message so I can start thinking of my next topic