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So I'm turning 30 today.
It apparently is a big deal for any girl, judging by the reactions of all of my friends who recently turned 30. Now I usually pride myself on being quite rational, but 30 has always been flagged in my mental representation of age (and I mean literally, as I am part of the roughly 10% of the population who has a visual, 3D and colored mental representation of numbers - it's a hereditary thing...).
The thing is, my mum turned 30 not long after I was born, and I always thought that meant I'd be a mum by the time I turned 30. Which is as irrational as it gets.
The thing is, my mum turned 30 not long after I was born, and I always thought that meant I'd be a mum by the time I turned 30. Which is as irrational as it gets.
So I'm turning 30 and I am not a mum. But I am happily married, healthy, I have an amazing family, amazing in-laws, and amazing friends. Which is as good as it gets!