One of the great challenges for women turning 30 is the feeling of being somewhat accomplished but still not feeling like it’s enough. And this feeling of “enough” is hard for me to express but in my opinion may be the single most important thing to understanding women over 30. “Enough” is not quantifiable by money, degrees, shoe collections, or babies (in no particular order) — it’s something bigger.
Let me use a football metaphor to explain: Reaching 30 for women is like a diehard fan reaching the end of the second quarter at a really good football game. You can stay and double down for the second half, or you can go home at half time. For women, you start to see two clear paths: one to career and one to family. Only when I turned 30, and my professional and personal life started to really develop, did I give much thought to how exactly I was going to do it all: have a job, a husband, children, and my sanity. I don’t have an answer for that, but I think I’m like most women in that I didn’t really think about the specifics until I turned 30.
So, on the eve of my 31st birthday, I’ve taken it upon myself to compile a list of the top five things never to say to a woman nearing thirty. Enjoy! Read more… Keep reading »
I know, The Frisky has spent a little bit of time listing what you should quit doing before turning a certain age and such behavior becomes kind of, well, inappropriate. Certainly some of these things are relative — many of you insist you will call your father “Daddy” forever, and your persistence has won my admiration. However, there are some things I think we can all agree are eternally a-OK, no matter what your age. Check out 20 things you are never too old for, after the jump …
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Here on The Frisky we’ve talked a lot about things every woman should do — or, at least know how to do — by the time she turns 30, but until now we haven’t focused too much on the no-nos for women after 30. After the jump, 30 things every women should stop doing once she turns 30. Keep reading »
Remember when I was all, “I’m turning 30, so what?” Well, I think I jinxed myself! After writing that essay, the days until my 30th birthday continued to count down, and I started feeling some … anxiety and sadness about the whole thing. Not because I’m actually sad about bidding goodbye to my 20s — they were fun, but not that fun — but because so many of my friends have already hit the big 3-0 and I’m feeling woefully distant from them these days. Keep reading »
In three weeks I am turning 30 years old. This is apparently a big deal, or so says everyone around me, and I am feeling a lot of pressure to celebrate it as such. But for some reason, I can’t really get worked up about it — either in a positive or negative way — and I don’t think that’s such a bad thing. Keep reading »