It's My Birthday & I'll blog if I want to

I'm officially in my 30s folks. That's right. I'm 31. What's that I hear you thinking? No, no I wasn't in my 30s before today. Before today I was, in fact, at the end of my 20s. You see, 30 is the very tail end of that ten year "20-30" span that I gloriously called my 20s. Makes sense right? Just go with me on this one. {It is my birthday after all. gosh} Wondering how I feel now? Want to know if there have been any eye opening revelations as I've turned this corner? The answer is Yes but the reason is not 31. The reason is a blog. It was one of those readings that make you scratch your head and go 'hmmm'. A real ponder-this moment. You can read it here. In my twenties I think I was the mom on my Iphone even though God put it on my heart to be more attentive to my children. The more this whole technology thing brings us closer together the more it brings us further apart. *shakes head* Seriously folks... I could see myself in the words of that blog and it struck a nerve. God has a way making those moments happen in our lives though.... especially when He's been trying to get through for the past few months - - and especially since I'd been praying for Him to help me do it well before that. *sigh* and yet...we are human I'd just like to go on the record as saying that I am, in no way, a perfect parent. As a matter of fact in the long line of parents I'd say I'm somewhere between that octolady and Madonna. But, I do try. I think that it's when we stop trying to better ourselves in any area of our lives and start getting comfortable or think "hey I got this" {your welcome for that run-on sentence} that we begin to fail. When pride comes, then comes disgrace, but with humility comes wisdom. It's true. So, in my thirties I am vowing to NOT be an Iphone mom. In fact, aside from taking pictures of my family with my Iphone and uploading them I'm pretty much not going to be using it. Save the technology for bedtime. As a mom its our job to be a mom while our kids are awake. So, I'm going to be a mom. The Iphone can wait, so can the emails, so can the status updates, so can the latest gossip, so can ...and so forth. When you look back in ten years and realize how little time you actually spent interacting with your children is it really going to be worth it? Will your Iphone need therapy or will your kids? Harsh words - but this is a self scolding here folks. All that mellow drama aside I'd have to admit that the first day of my thirties has been pretty great. My hubby took me to lunch at Logan's Steakhouse, he cut up my steak and cracked my crab as I nursed Noah. *swoon* Then I got a mani/pedi.. then we picked up the kids, found out the secret to calming the baby (holding him out in front of you, swinging slightly and singing "Mambo..Mambo..Mambo..Mambo...Mambo...Mambo...Mambo." just like Diego. (yes, the cartoon kid with the big head who is cousins with that football headed Dora girl who wanders the jungle unattended). Then tonight Nic made us dinner, we played Life with the kids and had a birthday cake bakes by my husband. His first ever..and it was delish. I'm a really blessed woman. I am thankful for my 'little' family, for my husband, my marriage, my family, my friends, our health, and all the rest that goes along with it. Thanks for listening to my very first rant of my 30s. Hope you'll be back for many, many more. oxox Samie Joe