When I was a pretty young thing, I swore to myself that I would be the coolest person ever as I aged. I was going to rock at being an adult and always feel young. I envisioned being a “cool mum” and always being stylish and put together. That all is debatable, now that I’m in my early 30s.
The reality is, I’m totally a stereotypical 32-year-old mum.
Sometimes, I think back about the days of yore. I feel like the same person, but I guess I now have some added “quirks.” I taught high school for eight years, and now I teach Year Six. I also have two young children. I’m around young people all the time.
I’d like to think it helps keep me young, but most of the time it makes me feel old.
Even though I swore I would never age, it’s happening. I find myself disliking things I loved just 10 years ago. (I say it like it’s not that long ago. OMG… that’s totally “old” of me.)
Things I dislike in my 30s (that I never thought I would):
1. Low-rise jeans.
I can't tell you how many pairs of low-rise jeans I've owned in my young adulthood. I even still have some in my closet. Let me ask you this question: HAVE YOU PUT ON LOW-RISE JEANS LATELY?! No ma'am. I'm a mum now. Twenty-two-year-old Meg circa 2005 is laughing at me. Well, you know what, 22-year-old Meg? You can take your Nokia 2610 and shove it.
2. Sour lollies.
Sour Patch Kids and Warheads used to be my lifeblood. It isn't a movie at the theatre without Sour Patch Kids, right? Ew. No. Get that stuff away from me. If I am going to consume sugar, it'd better be in chocolate form. Even better, dark chocolate. (Crap, I am making myself sound even older.)
3. Partying all night long.
I went to university. Enough said. Oftentimes, the evenings were just getting started at 11:00 P.M. Young Meg told herself she would always have fun. You know what is even better to do all night long now? SLEEP.