Preschool Alex

35 Years Old

Sometime around 2 A.M. on September 6th, I turned 35 years old.

I used to know the exact time I was born because it was IMPORTANT. My son finally asked what time he was born and subsequently debated whether to wait until 2:16 P.M. to call himself 7 years old. He decided to take on the whole day because who wants to wait until mid-afternoon to celebrate themselves? Fools. I’m not raising a fool.

Me and E
We almost had the same birthday, but E was sweet enough to arrive early.

The biggest change for long-heralded event of my 35th birthday was going back to brown hair , but my kids were so sad when I mentioned it that I’ve reconsidered. And by “reconsidered,” I mean “sticking with a fading blue streak while my gray hairs grow back in.” TRENDY!

Me and my daughter
My first birthday snuggle.

Otherwise, I’m still wearing the same clothing and doing much of the same stuff this year as last year. In fact, I’m trying to not do any new stuff in the fall because I want to experience un-busy-ness as my kids go to school for a little longer than they did last year. {raise fist} I’m tired of proving anything to anyone about what I do with my time. It just makes me and those around me exhausted and unhappy. {lower fist} And I’m pretty sure nobody cares what I’m doing anyway.

Preschool Alex
I think I still have that hat.

However, I was facing a moral dilemma. Scott asked what the kids could get me for my birthday. Usually I just ask them to make me something — a drawing or a card. But this year, with so much back-to-school stuff, I thought a picked-out gift would be easier on them. I asked for a new purse.

The day they went shopping, I began receiving texts and emails of purses, which I answered as quickly as possible, but our connection was slow.


And it turned out my kids thought I’d LOVED that orange and red purse. So if you see me with rainbow-streaked hair and a purse that matches it, just say GORGEOUS — especially if my kids are nearby. Think of it as a little birthday present to me. I’ve learned that life is small and short, and I really need to go now to celebrate it.

Alex Iwashyna

Alex Iwashyna went from a B.A. in philosophy to an M.D. to a SAHM, poet and writer by 30. She spends most of her writing time on, a humor blog (except when it's serious) about her husband fighting zombies, awkward attempts at friendship, and dancing like everyone is watching. She also has a soft spot for culture, politics, and rude Southern people who offend her Yankee sensibilities. She parents 2 elementary-aged children, 1 foster baby, 3 cats, and 1 puppy, who are all Southern but not rude. Yet.

19 thoughts to “35 Years Old”

  1. Happy Birthday! I am sure you will rock the pink and orange bag. You’re a trend setter with some free time. What could possibly be better than that?

    P.S. My daughter was supposed to be born on my birthday too, but she also came early and you have the same birthday as my sister. It’s almost like we are related or something. OK, not really, but still, today is a cool day to be born, obviously, so there is that.

  2. Glad to see you so upbeat about your birthday. Number 1 son was supposed to be born on my Mom’s bday but he hung out for one day so that I could pocket the twenty buck bet. How sweet. Welcome to the world of kids shopping for presents. I thought Rosie was going to get me a cool pocket watch for my bday but wound up with a wallet because she said it was more practical.

  3. Happy birthday! And I love the pink and orange purse. Color blocking and gold trim are VERY in. You should never question the wisdom of your fashionista daughter. 😉 Hope you’re having a fantastic birthday celebration!

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