I burst out of my teenage years and into the bright and sunny twenties while attending York College. My sister Rachel flew into York, NE to celebrate the big 2-0.
When I turned the legal-drinking-age of 21, we snuck away to Hutchinson, KS so I could use my new purchasing and legal drinking powers. Wink-wink. We're the "good girls" so the damage was pretty minimal.
I don't remember turning 22... But, my 23rd birthday will never be forgotten!! That year, we really celebrated. My dear college friend, Autumn, and my dear friend/sister, Rachel, and I flew down to Ft. Lauderdale, FL for three days of sunbathing and ocean floating. Ah, bliss. We split fancy appetizers at the local restaurant; got sea-sick from floating in the waves for hours at a time; shewed away the tiny fish from the hot pink bows on our swim suits; and lit birthday candles on the beach in the dark. Beautiful, precious memories. Thank, girls! [Oh, and Happy Birthday to my Autumn Brooke!]
My 24th birthday was the first one to celebrate with my amazing and handsome husband. We thought I was pregnant, but the pregnancy test was negative. However, we conceived our firstborn two weeks later, discovering the pregnancy on Thanksgiving Day 2003 [seven months after our wedding].
Isaiah was about three months old when I turned 25 years old. My sweet Duckie friends traveled from NE to TX to celebrate with me. I dyed my hair blond.
I blew out 26 candles while sporting a huge, nine-month-pregnant belly with little Rose inside my womb. Rose was born three days later on October 26th. What a precious birthday gift from the Lord.
By my 27th birthday, I was pregnant again. My Lela Mae was busy growing and making herself known inside of me. We celebrated Rose turning one year old. I do not remember how we celebrated my birthday. Probably my favorite way, with a date!
I felt great when I turned 28! I had lost about twenty pounds of pregnancy weight, I wasn't pregnant and I just felt like ME! The actual birthday day, Jason was working. So, Rachel [who had moved in a few months earlier] and my sweet friend Lindsey helped me celebrate around our tiny dining room table. A week later Jason whisked me off for an overnight birthday gift. We also bought a guitar for me. [Sadly, I don't use that $350 guitar anymore... but, it sure is pretty.] And, I dyed my hair red. It was a great birthday!
Twenty-ninth birthday was eerily similar to my 26th. I was hugely pregnant again, this time with Samuel James. We celebrated my birthday with a sweet dinner to my favorite Italian restaurant and a movie. My belly ached and I contracted the whole birthday date, hoping so much to go into labor. Five days later, Samuel James was born. Another birthday gift from the Lord.
One year later, we prepare for three birthdays. Rose is turning four, Samuel will turn one, and I will be 30 years old. I am not pregnant. [hee-hee] We are planning a BIG Birthday Party on Sunday for all three of us.
It has been a good decade. So many intense blessings. I thank God for the gifts of my 20s and for the things he has taught me. Tomorrow, I step into the unknown world of 30s. I am encouraged by the beautiful women around me who are in their 30s.
Good-bye 20s; hello 30s!