As I lounged on my couch in my go-to yoga pants, ready to binge-watch my favorite shows, it hit me: it was Saturday night. A time I once considered the pinnacle of social activity, yet here I was, perfectly content in my family room. This realization is a clear sign that I’ve transitioned into adulthood—and more specifically, that my twenties are behind me.
If my 20-year-old self could see me now, she’d likely burst into laughter at the sight of me, a glass of wine in hand, diving into a marathon of reality TV. Yet, my current self is unfazed by any judgment from my younger counterpart. In fact, I genuinely enjoy the phase of life I’m in.
Reflecting back, I remember how terrified I was at the thought of turning forty. I still recall the shock of my father’s 40th surprise birthday bash, complete with black balloons and a cake that humorously depicted a chubby old man crawling over a hill. That night, I vowed never to be “old” or “over the hill.”
During my twenties, I made bold proclamations about what I would never do once I hit forty. I was adamant that I wouldn’t be the type to spend Saturday nights at home, that I’d travel the globe, and I would never, ever drive a minivan. Oh, how the tables have turned.
Surprisingly, I’ve let go of my obsession with the scale; my younger self would be astonished to learn that I don’t miss fitting into a size 4. Now, wearing a size 8 means I can enjoy a glass of wine without worrying about my waistline. She’d also be taken aback by my newfound assertiveness in the workplace; I confidently advocate for my rights without a second thought.
My younger self would be amazed to discover that I’ve completed seven marathons—something I couldn’t have achieved in my twenties due to my lack of fitness. But the demands of motherhood have inspired me to find balance and a sense of escape through running.
If she were to see my family vehicle, a spacious SUV, she’d probably roll her eyes at my carpooling routine. However, she’d be pleased to know that I still crank up the volume when Jon Bon Jovi comes on the radio, proving that some passions never fade.
She would find comfort in knowing that I’ve found a love that endures after years of dating partners who didn’t appreciate my worth. This enduring love isn’t about fancy dinners or romance under the stars; it’s about navigating the chaos of life together, like dealing with midnight messes.
Now, about my underwear drawer—my 20-year-old self would definitely laugh at my current collection of practical, comfy options. No more lace and frills; I’ve embraced simplicity and comfort and I couldn’t be happier with my choices.
My younger self would feel relieved to know that I’ve reached a level of success where I can afford to indulge without worrying about finances. However, she might raise an eyebrow if she learned that my idea of a splurge now means buying a new dishwasher instead of extravagant vacations.
She might be disappointed to hear that my travels have only taken me to London so far, and she’d likely scoff at my favorite trip being a road adventure to Texas with my kids. Sure, it may not be the Eiffel Tower, but stopping in an amusingly named town and playing games made it memorable.
Additionally, she’d cherish the opportunity to spend more time with my father, who has since passed away, realizing the importance of every moment shared.
As for pop culture, I’m sure she’d be thrilled to know that Ross ends up with Rachel, yet frustrated that Seinfeld concluded. If given the chance, I suspect she’d find herself just as excited to tune into The Bachelor from the comfort of her home on a Saturday.
Ultimately, my 20-year-old self might come to the realization that my 40-year-old self has a lot going for her, and perhaps she’d even be eager to embrace this new chapter. She’d likely be intrigued to learn that confidence with age brings a richer experience in all aspects of life, including intimacy.
While she might be busy planning nights out dancing, I’d be more than happy to welcome her to join me on the couch whenever she’s ready.
In conclusion, the journey through life can often lead to unexpected yet fulfilling paths. Embracing change and finding joy in the mundane can lead to a deeper appreciation of what life has to offer.
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