30! No way!

20 minutes ago I entered the world on my Grandpa's birthday at 01:23 AM- in 1977. That math is correct. I turned 30 years old...... 20 minutes ago. I don't feel any older, but dang it if 30 doesn't SOUND old. I remember one specific conversation Dave and I had in his white mustang shortly after getting engaged. We talked about having our kids early and close together, so that we would be done by the time we were 30. Well, the 9 years since that conversation has flown by, and now I am 30 and pregnant with our 4th (and last) child. Crazy. The rest of my b-day was, unfortunately, disappointing. Dave had the day off but had to go into the office in the middle of the day. That kinda shot our plans to go out to lunch/shopping just the two of us because he got home way after lunch and the boys were tired. Instead I worked on church stuff while the boys (and Dave!) took a nap. Blah. I was trying really hard not to be a grump because the day just didn't go as planned. We went to the parents for family night/b-day party. Thanks everyone for the $moola$ and goodies. The new furniture I'm going to buy thanks you too. We left early, jammied the kids, and Aunt Denise watched them while Dave took me shopping. All in all, the day turned out okay...................but it still sucks to know I'm 30!