Today I turn 34. And I can honestly remember being about 15-16 years old and with my friends and we thought people in their 30s were so old. I thought we were never going to get that old. I thought I was going to stay young and immature forever. But, here it is. Its a bittersweet feeling to have reached this age. I am older. I act immature more often than I act my actual age. Not one birthday in my 30s have bothered me. I was 6 months pregnant when I turned 30. I had much bigger things to worry about at that time than to worry about my age. Like making sure my ankles didn't swell and I always had plenty of lemons for my tea and dr peppers. But today, it feels like any other normal day to me. I'm not sure if its because my husband is out of town at work. Or because my son told me today it was his birthday too and I couldn't have a cake, but I could have a piece of his. I swear he takes everything i have and wants it all to himself :) Its 1:40 in the afternoon and I am bl...