AGE

Been pondering my age lately. 37 by the way, but if you ask I'll tell you 40. I've noticed many changes in me since I hit 32ish. I like tomato's now....I love tomato's & tuna that is totally a middle aged healthly choice type of dish that I love. When I was 20 I would have puked at the meer mention of tomato let alone tuna. Put both together I would have vomited in my own mouth. When I was 23 I vaguely remember a diet of bean burritos, cheese pizza & beer...I was a vegetarian back then but not a healthy one.

One of the things that hit me this week about my age group that I am in, is a conversation I had with another mother at the preschool. It was during the preschools Halloween bash where there were many parents & siblings around...We got to talking about babies & how we are both so over babies that there meer mention of diapers makes up cringe. She said that once she turned 40 she was just so over this cutesy little baby stuff she just wanted to get on with life already. Don't judge her, her youngest daughter is 4 & she loves her daughter but the idea of another baby again makes her leave the room.

So let me address what your already thinking..."But you've got a baby..." Yuppers I do...he's got the cutest fattest round ass around. BUT if my hubby had wanted another one it could have caused a divorce (he doesn't & plus I got myself fixed). I am honestly just counting down the months till G hits 1...once he's walking, talking, and playing I call it a home run. The day I toss out all his bottles, no longer buy formula, and hand him a sippy cup full of cold leche that doesn't require heating...that day I shall do a snoopy happy dance. The day I no longer have to buy diapers & his dinner can be pizza I shall do 2 snoopy happy dances.

Her mentioning her age made me think: are we as woman pre-programed to have our children at an earlier age that what is the norm now? As we reach middle age is our tolerance for diapers, 3AM feeding and spit up gone? It might be, because when I had my first child 4 years ago I remember hating it a lot less. I wonder is it an age thing or a character thing?

Another texting (I don't even remember what you sound like anymore woman...I do remember you being slightly smartassy which is a family trate...can't really smart ass alot in texting it's an art) conversation with flaca also made me think about my age. We both agreed that we like ourselves so much more now than when we were young. Life is better now. We are wiser, stronger, and all around better.

Now here's a little story:
I was sound asleep...snoring happily away when loud shrieking woke me up. I freaked shook the hubby yelling "The kids...the kids" Then I ran down the hall yelling at the hubby to get the 4 year old while I saved the baby...from what a freaking banshee I don't know it was 2AM. The hubby chased me down the hall telling me to stop..."stop it's fucking cats stop." I stood at my baby's door...Que? Cats?
I go downstairs open my front door two big cats where hissing at each other on my front steps...my crazy ass is in a tank top, boxers, with hair all over the place stepped outside & ran them off.
Just another reason for me to dislike cats.