This summer is my 2o year class reunion.

I feel suddenly aware of my age and the reality that I am really and truly not part of the young crowd any longer.

Because I got married at 35, I think I was able to hang in there, feeling sassy in my platform sandals and cute jeans.

Then I had babies and I wasn't that chick

Then you have babies and you aint that chicka no longer, baby. You got babies.