13 going on 30

Was hugged by tons of friends, was wished by many, still cut a cake, held soft little toys, jumped all day around in happiness and surprisingly my 30^th birthday world seemed to be celebrating with me. 

Today the 1^st day in my 30s I sit back and think why is that the number 30 so dreadful for every women? Why we are so stressed and are worried to accept that we are turning 30?  I have no answers though…

Yes having been celebrated my 30^th birthday yesterday, I feel so very happy to have lived for 30 years there are many who don’t get to celebrate this day, not that I have done something great but the fact that I lived and I am now 30yrs experienced in life gives me immense pleasure. And I don’t miss anything, neither the careless fun of teens nor the beautiful 20s nope not at all I just love the fact that every age has its own perks. I am now all set and decked up to explore the journey called “life” ahead. 

 Thats my cake...

Just as I winked at my hubby and blew the candles making a wish of not to pin my age with the facts of being termed old, whole bunch of friends sang the birthday jingle this just refueled my excitement and turned me 13 again! And by the way surprisingly every other friend had only one thing to say and that was “Just don’t do the thing that you haven’t done from your 13^th age, and that’s growing up” 

For all I know very little of myself, I am sure nothing is going to change. I will surely play pranks on friends, will be enthusiastic, will have undying curiosity in everything and of course will love boundless.  

So here goes my birthday post and now I am waiting for you all to wish me … Hello I like gifts too ;)