I am on my third day of 41 and so far it really doesn't feel that much different than 40. ;) I do vividly remember turning 40 last year, and although 40 is a milestone (good or bad), I didn't really have the time to dwell on it. I was in my third trimester and down to my last month of school. I had finals to finish and a nursery/baby to finish getting ready. To top it all off, I was so sick on the actual day with a cold/virus thing and I felt miserable. I laid on the couch most of the afternoon and Case brought home Baker's drive-thru for dinner (I had wanted to go out but didn't feel like it).
I can't believe a year has passed since then - it really has flown. V will be a year-old next month. I physically feel a little older I guess - more aches and pains and I know I look older (darn wrinkles), but inside I still feel in my 30's. Not my 20's - don't really miss those all that much - but 30's that's a good place to be in my head even if no where else, and my driver's license says a different number.
So no more milestones for another 9 years I imagine. Maybe I will feel different at 45 - but at this point I'm not really counting years until I get to the next decade of 50. It gives me 10 years to start saving for my facelift. ;)
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