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This Aging Thing Ain’t a Joke, Friends

If you’re friends with me on Facebook, you might know I just had a birthday. A big one. I’m in denial but… *cough* I just turned 50. One half of a century.

This aging thing ain’t a joke, friends!

Also? I have a newly-nine-year-old. These two things aren’t unique in themselves, but they’re here in Colorado Springs, where so many families seem to have moms that are like, 30. Or maybe 14. I know, having a kid who is nine is difficult to pull off when you’re 14, but who am I to judge really?

While I’m jealous of moms with shiny skin, I’m also thankful to be a mom. To have this boy of mine. He’s the coolest kid I know.

Here he is on our road trip from Virginia to Colorado, at a gas station.

I mean, for real, a kid that can laugh at a gas station after days in the car, with his school project cabbage plant in the seat with him? He rocks.

I’m in denial about this last birthday (“just another day” and all that). But also? I’m content. I have a good job that lets me work from home, and this boy of mine is happy to see me after school.

We walk to school now, and I’m no longer part of the bus mom tribe mommy clique thing, and that’s been hard. But. I hated that bus stop at first, too.

It wasn’t until a mom reached out and said “hello” that it felt like home after preschool autism class, where we weren’t part of the bus stop, or the playground, because Tux was at school for like seven hours a day… his preschool graduation will always be in my heart.

And OMG this is supposed to be a Finish the Sentence Friday post where we just share an old post. Which I’m going to do.

I had a hard time choosing an oldie, but because of my Big Birthday this past week, and feeling old (I actually bought one of those “lifting sticks” from a FaceBook ad — it doesn’t work, by the way), I thought I could use the reminder that no matter how I see myself, my son will always “just know mommy.”

To read the throw-back post from October of 2012, when I already felt old, click here

Oh, friends, let’s relish our ages as we live them. We’re never again as young as we are right now.

P.S. I promised to share box fort photos as it grows more epic. It’s getting there! See? Can you find the smiley face Tucker made on it?

This has been a Finish the Sentence Friday post. Once in a while, we have five weeks in a month, and the fifth week, we share an old post. Idea for this new fangled FTSF is courtesy of my fabulous co-host, Kenya Johnson of Sporadically Yours.

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  • Pat B - Isn’t it fun to go back and read something you wrote a few years ago!

    I’m another quarter of a century ahead of you, and inside I am still the same, only with more things to remember, if I can. LOL That said, my mom is still living and when she is able she remembers that I am her daughter. Building relationships is what life is all about.

    Tux has a great smile!August 30, 2018 – 11:21 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I agree that going back to read our old posts is fun! And also a little “what was I thinking?!?” 🙂 And yes – inside we’re the same ages with more things to remember. The more things part is super cool… the accidental glimpses of surprise are less so. Aw to your mom. And thanks – I agree that Tux’s smile is great 🙂August 31, 2018 – 9:13 amReplyCancel

  • Lizzi - The box fort looks EPIIIIIIIIICAugust 30, 2018 – 11:45 pmReplyCancel

  • Kenya G. Johnson - Thanks for mentioning the smiley face because I wouldn’t have seen it. I called those young shiny moms “ponytail swingers” whether they have ponytails or not. But they usually do. They are the reason I don’t go to exercise classes.August 31, 2018 – 5:32 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Glad you saw the smiley face! He’s so proud of that detail. Silly but fun. OMG ponytail swingers is a perfect name for them! LOL!August 31, 2018 – 9:15 amReplyCancel

  • Emily - Great job on that fort — awesome! And, happy “big” bday again! I hope you’re all settling in well – and about missing the bus stop thing, I think walking to school is great. At our old house, we were in walking distance of the elementary school so on nice days, we’d do the walk (because it wasn’t THAT close, but still walkable) and it was always a good time to talk about anything and everything and also, I felt like it kind of relaxed them before school to have that little bit of exercise.August 31, 2018 – 7:09 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thank you! I can’t believe I’m so old. Walking to school is really great and we both enjoy it BUT there’s something about the bus stop that helps you to get to know moms and kids who live right there, you know? But I agree – that little time walking is a perfect time to talk about all the things.August 31, 2018 – 9:16 amReplyCancel

  • JT Walters - You are still 20. 60 is the new thirty on account of our life expectancy increasing to 125.

    You are as old as you think you are. Besides Tux will keep you young. Trust God, you have more going on than the 30/14 year olds. Nature preserves you for Tux.

    I am a year older than you and 50 hurt but 51 was much worse for reasons you understand.

    I did find the smiley face and Robert is 15 last picture you took of him. Tux and Robert transitioned well to Colorado. Virginia was aging Robert.

    Love,

    JT

    PS

    I can blow up the image on this phone. I had the 4S for so long, I live like I still have a 4S.August 31, 2018 – 3:25 pmReplyCancel

  • Darshana Suresh - Haha, I’d love to join the box fort building. And indeed, we’re never going to be as young as we are right now, so let’s make the most of it. Besides, age is just a number as long as we are young at heart.September 1, 2018 – 5:01 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - The box fort gets better all the time! Here’s to being as old as we feel on the inside.September 1, 2018 – 10:27 amReplyCancel

  • Lisa @ The Meaning of Me - Time moves too fast. Happy birthday to you, dear friend! xoSeptember 3, 2018 – 1:08 pmReplyCancel

  • Allison Smith - Happy Birthday Sweet Kristi. I’m sorry your big day happened during such a crazy time in you life. Please promise me that you will in fact so something special for your self and CELEBRATE the miracle of make it to the big number:)! And your starting a new life! hOw exciting!September 3, 2018 – 6:26 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thank you, Sweet friend!!!! <3 I will do something special for myself, like a massage, maybe? That sounds really nice. It's exciting for sure, and also a little depressing. I keep telling myself that this is as young as I get and probably won't ever look better (DEPRESSING but also true, and celebrating this time makes sense... I mean I get to have a nine-year-old NOW!). xoxoSeptember 4, 2018 – 8:43 pmReplyCancel

  • Josie Two Shoes - The half-century mark hits hard, and turning 60 even moreso as you pass the third quarter of your life mark. But just as you have found here, there is an acceptance that comes with it. Life was nothing like we expected it to be, but so much of it… especially our kids, is very, very good! Mom is a sacred role, the love is forever. 💜September 4, 2018 – 11:41 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - The ages are weird. I was so depressed at 30, but 40 was fine (TUCKER)… 50 hits more because I think I was more passionate about this blog five years ago and now wonder what the next big adventure/purpose is… I mean raising him obviously, but still. I know your life changed drastically, and for the better. Who knows what’s in store for our next chapters? Thanks so much for the sweet comment.September 4, 2018 – 8:46 pmReplyCancel

  • Christine Carter - YOU ARE 50!!!! WELCOME TO THE CLUB, SISTER!!! It IS big and also, it’s pretty amazing, really. You are going to ROCK your 50’s, girl. <3

    I can't find Tucker's face in that fort, darn it! WHERE IS HE??

    I'm so glad you are setting in over there. How is Tucker liking his new school?September 11, 2018 – 6:34 amReplyCancel

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