Monday, May 16, 2011

Aging

Whelp, I'm officially getting old. Not only have I birthed a tiny human:
but I also forget how old I am.


The other day Matthew and I spent about, oh, seven minutes trying to remember how old we are. Am I 22 or 21? Is he 22 or 23 or 24? Was I 19 when I got married (2 weeks from turning 20)? For a while we were convinced that I was in fact 19, and thus still a teenager when I wed. False. I was actually 20, almost 21, and now I am currently 22. Matthew is 23. Wow. I think I will forever be 21 in my own mind. Forever 21. Hey that's a store! They really were on to something when they named that place eh?

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