Suzie is 30

I turned thirty this year. I always thought it cliche' to get caught up in thinking 30 was a big deal, but it really became that way. My gosh, I am thirty. My 20's are gone. In actuality I lived out the typical 20's lifestyle in a condensed age 16-20 and got it out of my system in time to be married at 21, a mother at 26. I realized I've been feeling like a kid this whole time who is pretending to be an adult and now I have to face the fact that I really am an adult. And the only reason that concept is scary is that this whole time I thought people in their thirties actually had it together. Now I realize maybe we're all just pretending in one way or another. Yikes. Who's in charge around here?
It was a nice rite of passage to go through, considering Steven planned a surprise getaway at the Broadmoor for three days. It was extravagant and lovely. It was the perfect thing for me at a perfect time. I'd been feeling overwhelmed by motherhood, bored by the same surroundings and was in desperate need of a refreshed outlook on things. I loved having everything be over-the-top as if we were royalty. The grounds of the Broadmoor are gorgeous. Adjoining a huge gold course with mature trees, backing up to the mountains, swans gliding over the placid lake, sculptures, fountains, church bells ringing in the distance, quiet and serene, just perfect. Most of our time spent there we pretty much had the place to ourselves. We left right in time, checking out on Valentine's day, right when the place suddenly was bustling. Room service, ahh. We had a lot of fun swimming with the kiddos and relaxing. I then got to have a few hours to myself at the spa which was SO refreshing. It was a perfect weekend. Thank you, Steven. Your thoughtfulness overwhelmed me and put me back in place.