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Flirting with Forty

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As the big 4-0 looms ahead, I am starting to take a look at my life.

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Blythe Newsome: Growing up, I imagined myself in a beautiful house with children playing quietly in their spotless rooms. In the evenings, the house would fill with the wonderful aroma of dinner as I waited for my husband to come home from work. Dinner would be served on our fine china, and over the soft voices of our little angels, we would look lovingly into each other's eyes.

The reality is: I am a single mom who lost the big house and is now living in a tiny rental with six kids under 14. I spend my days getting GI Joes out of the toilet, explaining that you cannot cut your hair like you do your Barbie's, convincing myself that ketchup on a hotdog counts as a vegetable, and checking homework that is well above what I remember from school. I may be flirting with 40, my boobs may be in a race to my ankles, and my dating prospects may be nonexistent ... but I am taking my life back. Somehow, I am going to get my body back, find true love, become tech-savvy, raise six amazing kids, become a better radio show host, get my house organized, learn to cook a meal in 30 minutes like Rachael Ray, be more adventurous, learn to dance, and not eat as much chocolate. Okay, maybe I am expecting too much of myself. Scratch the not eating chocolate -- I will work on that when I am fifty.

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Immortal September 27, 2009, 9:06 AM

Блог отличный. Надо бы Вам награду вручить за него или просто орден почета. :)

Roschelle September 27, 2009, 9:29 AM

Blythe, I’m totally feeling everything you’re saying. I’ll be 40 in December. As this very moment my oldest son is in Basic training in Ft. Sill, Ok. I’m in the middle of a pretty nasty divorce. And to make matters worse, my ex-husband and I are sharing custody of our youngest - he’s 8. I would love to never have to speak to the train wreck I once referred to as the love of my life again. However, for the sake of the baby, we must continue to communicate on some level. In spite of all this, I’m looking forward to 40 with eager and enthusiastic anticipation. Life’s just beginning!!

Suzanne Eller September 29, 2009, 9:43 AM

I just turned 50, a number I once thought archaic. And yet it’s not much different than I felt at 40, and honestly at 35. I’m healthy, happy, content, running after my dreams. Keep dreaming, girl. Keep growing. Keep being honest. That will make you a “good 40” and one day a good “50”, and I bet you won’t drop the chocolate then, either. Some things are with us always.

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