Another Number

If anyone knows me, they know that I love birthdays. I love celebrating them and making someone feel important and loved on their special day. I do love birthdays…that is, except my own. I hate my birthday! It always nice to be recognized and getting to go out to a fabulous dinner, but that’s about it. To me, when I think of my birthday, it’s about turning yet another year older and not accomplishing everything I’ve wanted. I guess for probably the last 6-7 years it’s been a dreadful day. First it was leading up to the dreaded 30th birthday and then it was just adding another year. For this birthday I will be turning 35. Yes, that’s right: 35. (I can’t believe I was able to type it.)

When reading anything regarding TTC (trying to conceive), they always say that once you hit 35, then you are considered a high risk pregnancy. I have yet to ever be pregnant and I’m already considered high risk! On top of all of our issues, this just adds one more to the pot. What is it about that number?? Even if I had found Mr. Right, I never really wanted kids in my 20s. I wanted to experience a lot, travel, and move up in my career. However, after 35 apparently your body starts going downhill, even though you’re financially, emotionally, and mentally ready for a kid.

The good thing about turning 35, you don’t have to wait as long to get checked out for infertility. You can start testing after a year of unsuccessful attempts at any age, but after 35 you only have to wait 6 months. Since I was close to that mark and a bit pushy, they let us test early.

I definitely plan on having lots and lots of more birthdays. I try to stay as healthy as possible. I exercise 5-6 times a week, visit my doctors regularly, eat my fruits and veggies, and try to stay as organic as possible. I never leave the house without sunscreen on my face and if I’ll be in the sun for more than 10 minutes, I’ll be covered in SPF 40 or higher. I have now cut out caffeine completely…none since March 25. It hasn’t been too difficult since I only had a Starbuck treat or Diet Coke about once a week.  I don’t count the caffeine in chocolate that I still must consume once in a while. Trying to stay stress free is a bit harder, so I try to get in a yoga class a couple times a month.

This birthday will be frustrating, but I hope to have a good time with my husband. It seems we rarely have time to do fun stuff just the 2 of us. So that’s the best present I could  get. He’s taking me to my favorite restaurant in Louisville, Lilly’s. I’m definitely a Foodie and I so enjoy the eclectic dishes that are made there.

Now I’ll just add 35 to list of "bad numbers" that are in our charts with all the doctors around town...