I turn the grand old age of 30 next year, and I’m beginning to wonder whether I should switch my Radio 1 listening to the dulcet tones of Radio 2, bin the dungarees and Mother tees, and embrace my grey hairs and go full-blown silver vixen…?!
A question that constantly vexes me is “Am I a trendy mama?”
My favourite social network - Instagram - is a plethora of trendy mamas stood in front of bright graffiti-covered walls; jumping, kicking, and generally looking awesome, and I find myself wondering if I’m quite cool enough to do that…? I can’t wear 3/4 length culottes because they double the size of my thighs and make me look shorter than 5’5″, my white trainers wouldn’t stay white for very long due to the Yorkshire rain, and my eyebags are probably the only accessory that would fit in the shot.
So perhaps I should just embrace my inner elder?
To be honest, I often feel like a granny trapped in a 28-year-old’s body! I mean, I have an addiction to tea (Yorkshire Tea please - strong with a dash of milk), I consider 11pm to be a late bedtime, and I often find myself regaling tales that begin with the phrase “When I was your age…” to the children.
Will the inner turmoil ever end? *over-dramatic wail*
Well, I’m in luck, because the folk at Sunlife have created a very entertaining Language Age Quiz to help me on my quest to discover whether I’m trendy enough to jump in front of the graffiti in Brighton when we visit in the next few weeks… or whether I should give in, dye my hair grey, join the WI, and spend my spare time making jam for our larder. (Does the larder add to the cool factor? I think it’s awesome!)
This quiz is fantastic if you’re looking for a way to kill some time at work, you’re stuck at Soft Play with a host of screaming children, or if you’re just procrastinating.
So how did I fare? Am I a trendy mama?
No. Nope. Not even close. What did I expect really?! Bovril anyone?
Do the quiz and let me know what age you got!
Hannah
*Post in collaboration with Sunlife.*
I apparently have the language of a teen, which is the funniest thing I’ve heard all week. Maybe all month. And on that giggle I’m heading to bed!
Haha, apparently I have hella fleek language, which is funny seeing as I don’t even know what ‘fleek’ means! I feel so down with the kids now! x