Forty

I am hijacking Sarah's blog for a minute to focus on myself. More specifically the fact that I'm now Forty. Yes, I think that deserves a capital F, just like some other four letter word that I frequently use in combination of thinking of my upcoming, now here, birthday.

I wish I knew exactly why 40 is such a big deal for me. 30 was a blast and I've certainly had a wonderful time in my 30's. The hubby and I are in a better place financially than we've ever been, we're finally parents like we've always wanted to be, I have the opportunity to be a stay at home mom and work on my second novel, I'm rocketing quickly toward my pre-baby weight and hopefully will soon be much below that. But still, 40. I guess some things just defy explanation.

Now, where's my cake.