I'm not sad to turn 30. In fact, just the opposite. This year will bring big changes in my (our) lives: I'll finally finish my schooling with my PhD; we will move and get real jobs; we will start a family, buy a house, and do all sorts of grown up things. So, it is nice that turning 30 coincides with all of these life-altering events. It's like a signal that this is the year where everything changes - and it's almost like starting with a clean slate or, at the very least, a new chapter. Where we will officially become grown-ups.
Another reason why I'm excited to turn 30 is that it gives me an excuse not to act like a 20-something: if I don't want to drink, I don't have to because I'm 30 and no self-respecting 30-year old would get wasted on a Tuesday night; I don't have to feel bad about staying home on a Friday night and read a book, because I'm 30; it's okay for me to want babies, because I'm old enough. There are all sorts of things that I can get away with now, because my age automatically = maturity/responsibility.
I'm not doing anything huge to celebrate. I thought about it, but what I really want is to ring in this new era with DH. So, we are going out to dinner at a new restaurant in town. Other than that, I bought a bunch of books for myself, including childhood favorites like the Narnia series and The Wrinkle in Time set. I also bought some jewelery, and am getting a pedicure next weekend.
I also made myself some cupcakes: