Birthdays

I'm not sure when it happened...but it happened. I used to enjoy and even look forward to it every year. Now, it's not a big deal. I turned 27 on Sunday the 13th. I was once again surprised to feel no particular emotion about it. I'm not sure when I stopped looking forward to my birthday. I have no qualms with getting older. It happens to everyone. I don't really feel any older than I did when I was in my early 20's, and I would hope I don't look that much older. (However, I don't feel that is a very realistic expectation after three kids!)

I remember feeling such excitement when I was a child and even into my teen years when my birthday would come around. Choosing a party theme and inviting all my friends to come celebrate was such fun! I had some wonderful parties and have very fond memories of those occasions.
I just wonder why it is that the excitement fades as you get older. I still see many of the same friends, although we don't get to spend much time together. I've made new friends that I do see often and love to make memories with. Surely, it isn't as easy to plan a party or get together when you have small children, but we do manage. So, what makes it so different now? I haven't quite figured that out yet.

I do look forward to planning parties for my children. I love a child's excitement when there is a special day coming up. I think that might just be enough to make up for the lack of excitement on my own day. :)