I hate it when I find myself being a total cliche.
Up until last week I was totally fine with the idea of turning 30 next week. Excited even.
But this week, as I calm my mind and lay in my big fluffy bed attempting to fall asleep a little bit of dread washes over me.
How did that happen.
And why do I still feel like I'm 22? Will I always feel that old?
Maybe it's because I haven't had a baby yet?
How old do you feel?