The Little Daily: What 36 Looks Like

by | Oct 8, 2012 | Little Angie, Little Daily | 12 comments

 
TLD 8.10

My birthday was on Saturday. And I do believe it was possibly the worst birthday of my entire life. 

There was no particular reason. Sure, turning 36 years old is a little confronting - I am now officially closer to 40 than 30 - but it hasn't been on my mind. I wasn't fretting about it. I'm 36, am frequently mistaken for someone ten years younger, I have three beautiful children and a man I both respect and adore after 12 years together. My age doesn't worry me – I'm exactly where I should be.

And yet, I felt low all day. In fact, it started the day before.

Maybe I knew that I would wake to the sound of Ziggy crying in distress. The moment I heard it I thought, Seriously, again? He's throwing up AGAIN?

We had plans for the day and they were immediately canned because what kind of animal takes a kid with lingering gastro out into the world for others to become infected?

As it turned out, it was some kind of 'start the day' spew and then, business as usual. The kid was fine. But still, we stayed home. Because what kind of animal et cetera.

It's not like I didn't love my presents either. I got a gravy boat and a Dymo labelmaker. Note: there is no hidden sarcasm here. I love the shit out of those presents! The presents were not the problem. 

And a sweet friend popped over with a little gift and even though I was not showered and looked like a bag lady, her visit lifted my spirits.

But that didn't last either.

I don't know. I love, love, love my birthdays. I always have. I've even been known to pop a bit of glitter on my face just because, you know, I'm the birthday girl.

My face was quite glitter-free on Saturday.

*Sad (glitterless) face*

I think maybe I am feeling 36 at the moment. A bit tired, a bit low. 

Never mind. I'm over it already….

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I’m Angie!  I mum. I write. I wife. My husband would say this is the correct order.  He’s so neeeedy. I live with my family in Melbourne, Australia, where I complain about the weather for 90% of the year – but I can’t imagine living anywhere else. Except maybe in Lake Como, waving to my neighbours George and Amal each morning.

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12 Comments

  1. Rae

    Awww honey *hugs* It must have been the year for it.

    Paul was away working for the entire week of my birthday. And naturally, a big storm took out the electricity in the majority of the house (no hot water at all), the septic tank pump was stuffed so the toilets were threatening to over flow, AND the icing on the cake 😉 was that i felt like i was on the verge of death due to what turned out to be mild pneumonia. Worst. Birthday. Ever.

    I’m hoping it means that next year will be twice as awesome – for both of us!

    You looked bloody gorgeous though xx

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  2. Fran

    Clicked especially your birthday Angie xx
    My birthdays are fast becoming days of disappointment too and I can’t quite put my finger on why. I’d love to be a kid again just to feel the excitement of my birthday again *sigh*

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  3. melbo

    I hope you feel better soon. Sometimes life just gets in the way!

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  4. Trixylala

    Life gets in the way of some birthdays, I’m feeling your pain – I’m 36 weeks pregnant and 40 in 2 weeks!! Eekk! Gorgeous, beautiful husband keeps asking what I want to do to celebrate, i.e. dinner, party etc .. Apart from not go into early labour, all I want on my birthday is anyone who comes within arms reach of me to give me a foot massage. Now that would be worth celebrating! Hope you get your glitter on soon enough xx

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  5. Madeleine

    Sorry your actual birthday was so underwhelming. Some days, are just like that, regardless of celebrations to be had. And from one 36-er to another? It’s the Year of the Dragon, lovely. It’s a good one in general, I promise. x

    PS You and Harlow are totally twins. Love the cheekbones in these pics.

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  6. Brooke Chook

    You are looking more beautiful, that each year passes…..

    My birthday was very similar. With Dan away, no spoiling took place, and the daily grind continued. You’ll just have to have a very unbirthday, birthday party another day to make up for it!

    xxx

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  7. Angie @ The Little Mumma

    Oh, god, I remember how awful your birthday was and now I feel like a super-c for even mentioning my perfectly fine birthday. I think I’m a bit of a princess.

    But yes, next year. Yes!

    Thank you.

    xx

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  8. Angie @ The Little Mumma

    Thank you!

    Yep, they certainly don’t hold that exquisite suspenseful joy of childhood but still, this one really blew.

    I am planning a huge 40th bash – starting now!

    xx

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  9. Angie @ The Little Mumma

    Oh, yes, I would take a foot massage, too. ANY TIME. Love me a good foot massage.

    But you really deserve one, mumma. My goodness, the last month can feel looooong. I’ll be thinking of you and hoping you get that lovely foot massage followed by the labour you are hoping for.

    xxx

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  10. Angie @ The Little Mumma

    Cheekbones? I must have painted them on…but thank you! xxx

    And yes, especially twins in the top shot, right? It’s the no teeth thing. Ha!

    Year of the Dragon. Yes! I am going to rock this one sideways. Surely?

    xx

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  11. Angie @ The Little Mumma

    Oh, you! You are welcome here any time, sweet woman. xxx

    I’m sorry you had a daily grind birthday, too. It sucks. One day a year is not too much to ask for glitter, right?

    I hope you made up for it when Dan got home.

    xxx

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