I find myself today standing on the brink of 30, and I have to say it's a nice view. I'm actually looking forward to it. My 20s brought me so much, in terms of understanding my self, the world, my place in it, my wife, my daughter, my new career path. I think my 30s will be good for me. And, in the past 2 weeks, a number of people have found out I'm turning 30 and thought I was 25 at most, so I think that's a good sign. If external aging correlates to internal aging at all.
Tomorrow, my birthday, I'm looking forward to 2 things. One is sleeping in till at least 8. Suzanne has already promised that this could happen, and she even let me sleep in late this morning! And, Suzanne and I are planning on having dinner together! For the first time in 10 1/2 months!! Aaah! We're so much looking forward to it. It almost happened once, and we even had lunch together once, but that was for just an hour since Amia was still nursing every 1-1 1/2 hours. This may not sound like a big deal, but it is. IT REALLY IS. I don't think I ever appreciated how big until Amia came. I'd hear other parents talk about it and it sounded so...small. Like, why don't you think bigger? But when you're taking care of another little person 24/7--let me repeat 24 HOURS A DAY, 7 DAYS A WEEK, 365 DAYS A YEAR...10 YEARS A DECADE?, then this is thinking big. And that precious time just between the two of us is all I really want. A Vespa sure would be nice though. You know, to go to dinner on.