I am THIRTY!

My kids are getting older. I have one that I swear is a full-grown teenager stuck in a teeny-tiny 3.5 year old body and a baby boy who now walks everywhere and melts my heart constantly. I LOVE watching them grow, learn and discover themselves and their place in the world around them. I am at the point where I can begin to think about myself again: my needs, my dreams, my desires, and my passions in life. Lately I have been so lost trying to regain myself as a person, independent of my kids or my husband. I literally have no hobbies, no interests and no passion for anything in particular. I like things, sure, but there is nothing that fuels me. (Yes, I love my family…blah, blah, blah…but we are talking about me right now) I would like to rediscover myself.

I am a mom, a wife, a friend, a sister, a daughter, a granddaughter and a co-worker. I suppose that I identify with all those roles, but it still lacks the definition of Meagan. They are components of who I am as a person but do not define me as an individual. I have decided to call my thirties: The Decade of Passion Discovery. I don’t know, I will work on the title, but you get the idea.

I have been so excited about my thirties, I have a whole board on Pinterest called: In My 30’s, so you know it’s serious. I have pinned a couple tattoos, hairstyles, outfits, workout routines and “goal” bodies. I like to look at is as my ultimate goal, but unfortunately, I forget that I am IN MY THIRTIES! I have not done anything to obtain these goals and currently there are no plans to make anything come to fruition. I am my own stalemate.

But, I made a (virtual) pinboard- just like Oprah said!! Things just don’t magically happen because I hit “pin it”?? Damn.

Xoxo

Oh- and I my act of self-discovery, I changed my blog layout. Like it? It looks a bit more like the inside of my brain. Enjoy!