life in your 30s

‘We’re tired. We cannot relax. Our bodies are battle-scarred. Truth is, we thirtysomethings have let ourselves go. No. We have let our SELVES go.’: Mom finds ‘bliss’ in the chaos of 30s motherhood

“I see you at the school drop-off. Sometimes, we exchange a little smile, an ‘I get it.’ But more often, you don’t see me. You’re chasing your toddler down the aisles, watching your pre-schooler like a hawk as she climbs a little too high, or reaching for a wet wipe. Up on the hill are the shiny twentysomethings selfie-snapping, rested, and toned. Magnificently oblivious to what is coming their way. They don’t even see us. Or if they do, they swear they will never be us.”

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