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the intolerable cliché that is the third decade
So, I'm turning thirty in ten days and oddly, I'm not freaking out at all. I've always had a fairly peaceful relationship with my age – I don't look that old, I don't feel that old, and hey, my life's not too shabby right now, either.
What I’ve generally had a less-serene relationship with is my career progress, fiscal security, and the fact that I never made it past the Russian alphabet, reached my Weight Watchers goal weight, or read half of the books I really wish I knew the contents of but could be spared the painfully boring process of reading (I’m looking at you, unabridged dictionary). These are the things that weigh on my disproportionately-large-considering-it's-relative-lack-of-use brain as I wade through the second half of my twenties, and these are the things that I'd like to have all sorted before I dump these issues on the next generation of our genes.
I guess this is where turning thirty comes in. You see, there's always been this theory that men, uh, peak in their teenage years but women don’t until their thirties. I've laughed at this theory more than once, but now that I'm getting there myself, I can’t say I'm as absorbed with the, uh, peak itself as with its biologically-intended results.
Yes, babies. Does anyone remember when I was obsessed with hunting pictures on Flickr tagged “wedding”? Well, it only took nine months, and now I'm tag-surfing infants. Oh, how the mighty have fallen. And so fast! Behold the One Last Questions I have bugged Alex with recently as he’s trying to fall asleep:
D: You think it will have curly or straight hair?
A: Curly.
D: Big or small noggin?
A: Huge. Kid doesn’t have a chance.
D: Will it smell like graham crackers?
A: Of course.
D: Will it have thigh rolls that appear rubber-banded?
A: Yes.
D: How many?
A: At least three on each leg.
D: What nursery rhymes do you know?
A: Row your boat.
D: Okay, you are going to have to learn more, I’m sorry.
A: I will, I promise.
D: Can we take a picture for the baby announcement of us each trying to eat a miniscule baby foot?
A: Definitely.
D: We’ll have to get a macro lens for when it’s really small.
A: Yes, we’ll register for that right along with the snuggly.
D: You know what a snuggly is?! [Swoon.]
Now, I realize that talking about babies is completely pointless when we have no intention of baking ourselves one any time soon (and especially when SantaDad and Mom are cruising in the Bahamas right now and can’t even leave a snarky, over-excited response). It's not that. I don't mind coming down with a sudden absorption with tiny fingers, toes, and their inherent edibility, I just resent that it had to be two weeks before my thirtieth birthday. It's one thing to turn thirty, but another to be a total goddamned cliché about it.
Fine, maybe I have some issues to work out afterall, but at least they're tasty.
comments (30)
Do you have any friends with little ones you can kidnap for an afternoon? I'm sure they'd be more than happy for some time off and it would help to get your fix :-)
1 | liz | May 31, 2006 04:15 PM
good grief
2 | jocelyn | May 31, 2006 04:45 PM
umm, what's a snuggly?
3 | RzDrms | May 31, 2006 05:26 PM
Actually it's your fourth decade! Not to rub salt in or anything...
What is it that makes little kids so tasty? I kissed my cousin (4 year old, cherub like) on the cheek earlier on and felt an irresistable urge to just nibble on her gorgeousness!
4 | Smelly mel | May 31, 2006 05:57 PM
jocelyn does it again!
try those baby feet with bbq sauce, delicious!
happy birthday!
do you not answer your comments anymore?
5 | hubs | May 31, 2006 06:12 PM
you *must* see a picture of my sons thighs. your ovaries will churn.
6 | sara | May 31, 2006 06:34 PM
If you need a fix, I can send you pics of my brand new, smells sooooo good, nephew, Ephraim!
7 | Jen | May 31, 2006 07:15 PM
Since being diagnosed a diabetic, I prefer my babies with the grape jelly sauce, thank you.
8 | wil | May 31, 2006 07:42 PM
Joc - You know our kids are going to be so cute playing together. We'll teach them Hole. It'll be awesome.
RzDrms - I think they're those things that you use to wrap the baby to you so you can free your hands. Kinda looks like this http://www.dartmouth.edu/~lpetitto/snuggly.jpg. Heh.
Smelly mel - I almost ate the foot of this kid being held by his mother squished in an elevator with me. Almost. I had to talk myself out of it. It was that bad.
Hubs - You completely broke my heart. First, you disappeared. Then, you changed web addresses without even telling me, letting me figure it out for myself like we don't know each other at all. But, I'll see you on the bbq sauce and raise you some chipotle. At least we can agree on baby feet.
sara & Jen - I'm not sure I could handle the cute. It might actually kill me.
wil - Alex says you win best baby comment.
9 | deb | May 31, 2006 08:17 PM
Oh, the baby thighs. My 8 week old daughter got them just this week and they are, indeed, delicious.
10 | Erin | May 31, 2006 09:44 PM
WARNING:
I turned 30 363 days ago and would have said I was exactly where you are now. Then my husband was almost killed when he was hit by a car on his bike.
Funny, now I have a 5 week old.
11 | Phc | May 31, 2006 11:37 PM
Please don't say that. See, your move was a little hard for me to deal with, i just needed some space, to process things, to understand where each of us was heading. I came out a better, more accepting person. As for not telling you my new address, I didn't tell anyone. Everybody figured it out on there own. Joce figured it out about three weeks ago. I'm sure you're not taking it personally and giving up on all we had. i'm not. ;)
indeed chipoltle is good, but if you get a chance, try the honeymustard glazed upper arm chub. just the smell will have alex's boys swimmin upstream.
12 | hubs | June 1, 2006 01:56 AM
I can tell you that my 30s have rocked. I love this decade. I love my body more than ever before (even though it's heavier than in my teens & 20s), I feel much more settled in my career choice but don't feel settled in life (in a stifling way). Yup, 30s are wonderful! I think you'll enjoy them!
13 | UKYankee | June 1, 2006 04:08 AM
Deb,
Not for anything, but 30 and up is awesome. And pregnant tummy pics will be great :)
14 | Jezzie | June 1, 2006 11:00 AM
i think its the season...doesn't it seem like everybody is pregnant or has a scruptious little newborn.
15 | Debi | June 1, 2006 11:12 AM
I don't thnk you're crazy for discussing a bun while it's not even in the oven yet... I do it all the time with my guy and we're not even planning to have a kid for another 6 years minimum! (ok maybe 5)
When we're done, I grab my cat and pretend to eat her up even tho she smells like cheese
16 | Mary | June 1, 2006 03:15 PM
She is not like this in real life. I swear. I wouldn't let her come over if she talked about snuggly's and breeding. it could get her kicked out of my Skybar for the summer.
ajhaah a aha ha ah ah HA HA AH AHA Hh
17 | jocelyn | June 1, 2006 04:35 PM
Im SOO not ready for thirty. I'm having a hard time knowing that I just hit the big 2-4. Ugh. Then 25, 26 it just goes up from there. Hahaha.
18 | adrienne | June 1, 2006 08:02 PM
http://www.flickr.com/photos/benmcleod/sets/75863/ - I found this persons pix to be inspiring to procreate.. What an angel.
I am currently in "flying to paris on sunday and hopeing there is a ring for me when i get there" phase... :)
19 | RebeccaShane | June 1, 2006 10:19 PM
oh lord... i hear you. i'm just days away from 31, but let me tell you about 30...
when i was 28 & 29, nearly everyone i knew got married. i didnt even have a date for most of those weddings and i was FINE with it - i had promised myself that i would NOT even consider marriage before the age of 30... somewhere in that 29th year, i found the boy... but it was still all good - no obsessions, no thoughts about LIFE... but when i hit 30 - 29 years of pent up 'donteventhinkaboutitandbecomeoneofthosegirls' came flooding out... i dont think i have STOPPED thinking about weddings yet...
good luck with your slightly more adult 30 year old obsession... you wont get rid of it, so just learn to manage it - you know?
20 | bridget | June 2, 2006 12:51 AM
Ah hem, wait till you turn 40 ladies! Been there for 3 years and ya know, its not so bad... no, really! I don't look my age and I certainly haven't slowed down since my 20-30's... well, maybe a little. 50 scares me the most, just the word "fifty" makes me hyperventilate. BUT I still dance in supermarkets, still push my husband around on a shopping cart in Target, still duel with water noodles in a Walmart equivalent, still play computer games more than I should... and that baby thing, sometimes it still haunts me as well. (I don't have any... wait, does a 5 year old parrot count as a child?!)
Point is, you don't HAVE to get old mentally, your body may show signs of age, but I say and always will, age is a state of mind. Keep it fun! Who cares if people stare!
21 | Shelly | June 2, 2006 09:16 AM
Girl, kids are cute but sticky. If you feel the need to invite a needy, noisy, and wrinkle-y new roomate into your life, I say get a bassett hound puppy and call it a day.
22 | Dupin | June 2, 2006 10:29 AM
30. Yes, well, it's really not all that bad. And while I will admit to a little bit of a breakdown leading up to (dating men at least 5 years or more younger) the big day, I must admit I'm thoroughly enjoying my 3rd decade.
And the part about us "peaking" in our 30s? Totally thought it was a cliche. Then it happened to me and now I'm as horny as a 16 year old boy in health class.
23 | agategoddess | June 2, 2006 10:38 AM
Dupin:
Word up.
Joce
24 | jocelyn | June 2, 2006 01:07 PM
Deb--so funny you posted this :) I spent an hour and a half this afternoon oohing and ahhing over my friend Deb's new baby--1 month old. He's BEAUTIFUL. And looked at him in his little car carrier thingy and got teary and thought, How sweet is that? And I held him..and rocked him...and damn he's heavy. But I saw the love in Deb's eyes when she looked at him, even when he's burping and contemplating poopytime... I want that too. Still workin on the wedding part (am 31--32 in October) but I dreaded 30..everyone was married with kids and when they told me they were having one or more I cried...for the wrong reasons... I cried because it wasn't me...not out of happiness for their good fortune... but I know the teary I got today was because little Justin has a beautiful mommy and an amazing daddy...and yeah..I want one, but I'm happy he has them. I'll borrow him now and then until I can have one of my own :) Happy 30!!
25 | Teresa | June 2, 2006 09:33 PM
Well, we're back!
No, we're not available to babysit on Saturday evening!
I think I'm going on another cruise ... a long one.
26 | SantaDad | June 3, 2006 02:05 PM
it happened to me too. it sort of comes in waves though. one day is I WANT ONE RIGHT NOW and the next is all, ew.
27 | jen | June 8, 2006 10:33 PM
30s are great! Once you turn 40 you'll realize how young you actually were, so better enjoy it now while you can.
28 | maroch20 | June 12, 2006 03:10 PM
Honey, I don't have gave your info, but women don't peak until their 40's and yes, it is true. Best sex I have ever had!
29 | Trish | June 12, 2006 04:00 PM
Happy Birthday Smitten! I am turning 28 in September and all I can think of is the minutes ticking away pushing me closer and closer to 30! I have a list of must do things before I turn 30. I'm on a good role, but I tend to be a bit unrealistic about these things so I'm sure I will miss something.
I went backwards. I have a three year old boy, now I am waiting for the husband and all I can think of is the saying that a woman is more likely to be killed by a terrorist than to marry after 40!!!! I know it is utter craziness, but of course it still sticks in my mind none the less. Oh well, if it is true I have 12 more years to find Mr. right.
All I can say is when you and your husband do become pregnant, enjoy every moment and every fat roll because they grow SOOOOO fast and as soon as they hit a year old the baby cravings come right back to life.
30 | Stephanie | June 12, 2006 09:40 PM