The one in which I am (Officially) a Grown-Up....

Today is my birthday. My 30th Birthday. For the past several weeks, everyone around me has been making a big to-do, talking about how this is the end of my youth and I'm now most certainly "old." I usually stare them down for a few moments, then let my eyes wander to the wee boys who are usually running circles around us and finally, erupt in fits of laughter.

Old? OLD?! Dude, I've got 4 (4!!!) kids. Boys. I already am OLD.

How is it that your children can simultaneously make you feel so very old and so very youthful at the same time? It's one of the myriad gifts of parenting; when I'm feeling down and dreary, a quick game of tag with my boys envigorates me and reminds me that there's plenty of life left in these bones. But one roll of my 7 year old's eyes, and wham! I feel like I'm the crustiest old broad, so completely out of touch with the youngun's.

Of course, having 4 kids really turned me into a grown-up far faster than some arbitrary age ever could. Being MaMa to these fantastically interesting boys has taught me to meet their needs (without sacrificing my own)...to love unconditionally (and from a place in my heart I didn't even know existed)...to prioritize (and let go of the unneccessary ideas and ideals that hold me down)... and to multitask better than anyone I know.

Can you guess how many things I am doing in this picture? We're at the park, so I'm making sure three insane boys are not hurting themselves (or any other unfortunate kids who get in their paths). It's morning, so I'm drinking coffee. I've got the bub in the sling, so naturally I'm nursing (yes, after 4 kids, you get that good at nursing discreetly) And, of course, I'm knitting. Because without the knitting, I would be too crazy and far gone to be able to do any of the other things.

Today, I'm off to IKEA to spend some quality time looking for bathroom accoutrement for our soon-to-start renovations. I figure the birthday has got to give me some good juju and I'll find exactly what I need.

After all, you only turn 30 once.