Grown-up

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The other day, a friend of mine at work was telling me a story about her seven-year old’s sense of humor (apparently he finds his stepdad’s impressions more hilarious than his mom’s dry one-liners). Afterwards, she said, “I have a real little human living in my house… I’m such an adult now.”

I found that so interesting, and began wondering about the times in my life that I’ve actually felt “grown up.” More often than not, I’ve only had a vague sense that life was pointing to adulthood – formal events that conventionally categorized me as an adult, but didn’t make me feel much different.

When I got married, it felt less like stepping into official “adulthood” and more like I was getting to hang out with my best friend everyday. And when I turned 30 last year, I knew the number was significant – but for some reason I still feel roughly 24. When we have kids, I will be interested to see if I magically cross into that place where I actually feel the age I am… Whatever that feels like.

When are we considered “grown-up”? Is it when you leave home for the first time? Is it when you get married? When you have a baby? When your baby develops a sense of humor?

When did you (if you’ve ever) start to feel like an “adult”?

Photo courtesy of Karen Walker.

Sound Check: Work With What You Got

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PLAY // Work With What You Got

My man isn’t scheduled to deploy for quite some time, and we have no babies (yet). And even though Navy life for us has been inconvenient and a pain in the keester at times, I am in awe of the women (and men too!) who juggle life with work, kids, and a deployed spouse all at the same time.

This tune by Socalled will be on standby for those days in the not-so-distant-future when being apart from my best friend has worn me down to a fray, or I want to punch the Tricare website (all three of them) in the proverbial face, or I just need a reminder that, sometimes, all you can do is Work with What You Got.