Reasons Why I Love Getting Older

Today is my birthday.

I share that with you reluctantly at the risk of sounding like I am fishing for birthday wishes, but I assure you, that’s not the case. It’s not that I don’t like my birthday or that I dread getting older, but as an introvert I shy away from drawing attention to myself altogether.  Happy_Birthday_Yvonne

I am 29 today and a lot of people have made comments about this being the “last year of my twenties” or asked questions about how I feel about getting older. I usually reply with a run of the mill answer and a smile, but what I really want to say is, “Since when is 29 old???”

30 is not my scary age (45 is, in case you are wondering) so turning 29 has not brought on any added stress. I have always felt like an old soul and after getting married at 25 and having my first kid at 26, I feel like I have been in my thirties for a long time.

I like getting older. I always have. I know that is normal for most kids, (like the four-year-old version of me pictured above) but I guess I never grew out of it. Perhaps I haven’t reached my ideal age yet, so there is still something to look forward to. Maybe we all have an age we are most comfortable being and after that we just yearn to be that age again.

I never felt right as a child. I always had older friends and never really understood kids my own age. Even as a toddler, I was more comfortable around adults than my own friends. I have a lot of interests that are better suited for a senior citizen. I like to sew. I like to quilt. I like to watch Family Feud. I like going to bed at 10pm and I like eating dinner at 6 o’clock. I love Jell-O. It is possible I will never dread getting older.

As a child, getting older means more independence and new abilities. It means getting a higher allowance or riding a bike without training wheels. It means staying up later or getting your own cell phone (or in my case, a pager). It means getting a driver’s license or moving out of your parents house. No child gets sad about their birthday.

As an adult, growing older still means a changing landscape with a new set of priorities and passions. My husband and I were joking the other day about how our interests have changed and how “you know you are getting old when you are excited about mulch and compost.” The truth is I like our new life.

I had a lot of good times in my twenties but there are definitely a lot of things I won’t miss. I won’t miss going on awkward first dates or getting cocktails spilled on me on the dance floor. I won’t miss feeling like I can’t leave the house without make-up or always feeling like things would be so much better if I could just lose 5 lbs.

I feel like with age I have lost a lot of insecurities about myself and I really love that. Part of that is thanks to my husband. He makes me feel as beautiful when I am wearing a Hanes T-Shirt covered in spit-up with my hair in a bun that hasn’t been washed in three days as I do when I am dressed up for a night out. But part of that just comes with time and knowing yourself well enough to be comfortable in your own skin.

So, no, I am not mortified to be turning 29. I am thrilled. I feel like I did everything I wanted to do in my twenties and am excited about the things I can accomplish in my thirties. I have a beautiful family and a loving husband and the house of my dreams. I feel overwhelmingly loved and quite spoiled, really.

Here’s to getting another year older! I can’t wait to see what happens next!


  1. Natalie says

    Sonam and I still jokingly refer to the commitment we made (to ourselves? to you? to your future family?) in high school to staple you to a chair the evening of May 22, 2030 and watch over you for 24 hours. Happy birthday!

  2. says

    Believe it or not, 25 was my “scary age” – I had a full-on melt-down. Since then, it’s been pretty smooth sailing. My favorite part about getting older is the perspective it brings: you learn what’s important and what isn’t, and that is such a blessing.

    P.S. Speaking of perspective, from where I sit, twenty-nine is just beginning: our oldest celebrates her 29th birthday this month too. :)

  3. mdott922 says

    Happy birthday! I haven’t yet had a scary age–I turned 40 this past year and was fine with it…so I guess my scary age is still to come.

  4. Marlynn @UrbanBlissLife says

    ah, I have always loved getting older. There’s more security in self, as you mentioned, and just overall happiness with your life as you have built it to be. You’ve got so much ahead of you — can’t wait to see what you do with your thirties! :) Happy birthday! (I know you weren’t fishing for it, but a birthday wish comes naturally! 😉

  5. Mari says

    Great to have read posted comments, they made my heart smile, as a 68 years old lady who would return to 30s and 40s in a New York minute, those comments are refreshing for it has been written that “age makes us wiser.”
    Happy Happy birthday again Yvonne!!!!

  6. Dave K says

    We are at Disneyland and although I am beyond your “scary age.” I feel young again watching a 6 year old be enamored by Disneyland! It is one place where you can wear embarrassing clothing, funny hats, dress up as a fictional character, and not feel like you are being judged. You are only as old as you think you are!

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