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		<title>My 20s: An Ode to a Decade</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[So my 30th birthday has come and gone. It seems like everyone wants to slam the 20s as a bullshit decade. Maybe for some it was/is. However, I’ve spent the last weeks of my 20s reflecting on what my 20s &#8230; <a href="http://yogapantsmafia.com/20s-ode-decade/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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<p>So my 30th birthday has come and gone. It seems like everyone wants to slam the 20s as a bullshit decade. Maybe for some it was/is. However, I’ve spent the last weeks of my 20s reflecting on what my 20s did for me, good and bad. While I wouldn’t trade places with 20 year old Sarah now to save my life, I don’t think that the lessons I learned, in what seems to be the most spit upon decade ever, were truly all that bad. So in my true OCD fashion, I compiled a list of things I learned or realized in my 20s. Not too shabby of a decade, in my opinion. So here’s what I learned:<span id="more-143"></span></p>
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<li>I learned how to live alone.</li>
<li>I learned how to truly be alone.</li>
<li>I learned how to appreciate my parents for who they are now and who they were while raising me and how they are separate entities from me.</li>
<li>I learned how to become my biggest advocate- with all things academic, social, medical.</li>
<li>I learned the therapeutic properties of cheap wine, a good cry and a long phone conversation.</li>
<li>I learned that “No.” is a full sentence and an appropriate answer that does not need an explanation or an apology.</li>
<li>I learned how to assert myself &amp; my needs and not feel like an asshole.</li>
<li>I learned how I need/expect to be treated by family, friends, significant others, coworkers. etc.</li>
<li>I learned that the size of my hips or boobs do not define me.</li>
<li>I learned that some trends are better left unfollowed.</li>
<li>I learned that I am not going to miss some world-changing event by staying home on the weekend.</li>
<li>I learned that honesty is truly the best policy.</li>
<li>I learned that life is tough and love hurts and I learned how to move past the hurt and find the good.</li>
<li>I learned that a job title does not define me or hold me down.</li>
<li>I learned that no one else is going to figure it out for me; to take a leap of faith, a jump into the unfamiliar, the unknown.</li>
<li>I learned that my 20s were my battle phase and now I’d like to think I’m moving into maintenance mode.</li>
<li>I learned not to judge based on how things appear- friends, jobs, dogs…</li>
<li>I learned how to value a Friday night alone, rocking out and dancing by myself or reading a book.</li>
<li>I learned that babies are not “just like dogs.”</li>
<li>I learned that yoga pants are acceptable everywhere but in court.</li>
<li>I learned that I hate yoga no matter how many times you tell me to “just try.”</li>
<li>I learned that I can still be an amazing mom even though I was never (and I’m still not) a “baby person.”</li>
<li>I learned that a marriage is more than a wedding, and a wedding is more about other people.</li>
<li>I learned that my marriage is a team and everyone involved best be on the right team.</li>
<li>I learned that I can (somehow) manage to function on 20 minutes of sleep.</li>
<li>I learned to use my words and that words can either make someone’s day or tear their world apart.</li>
<li>I learned that social media is a savvy name for personal P.R.</li>
<li>I learned that the Stones were right; That sometimes you get what you need, not what you want.</li>
<li>I learned to pick my battles and fight them both wisely and passionately.</li>
<li>I learned how to say “I’m sorry.” and how to admit I was wrong. Neither is a sign of weakness.</li>
<li>I learned to trust my gut. Always.<b></b></li>
<li>I learned that I am way more capable and handy than I ever would have given myself credit for.</li>
<li>I learned that even the finest laid plans deviate from their paths and that’s not necessarily a bad thing.</li>
<li>I’ve graduated and earned two degrees, neither make me more educated than those around me.</li>
<li>I have rescued 4 rowdy ass dogs (and rescued 2 more that I found other homes for) and still feel guilty when I see the Sarah McLaughlin ASPCA commercial.</li>
<li>I have experienced the joy and horror of my first pregnancy.</li>
<li>I gave birth to a beautiful daughter that I would rather die than live without.</li>
<li>I learned how to put others’ needs before my own as a standard of living.</li>
<li>I learned that I have a chronic neurological disorder that will be with me every step of my life.</li>
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<p style="text-align: left;">I also learned that every step of the way, I will have my person, my people. My husband, my daughter, my mom &amp; dad, my friends that are the sisters I never had. So looking back on it all, through the tears, heartache, body aches and hangovers, I cannot say that my 20s were awful. This decade just barely passed has introduced me to the people I love the most and the person I’m most proud of, myself. Cheers, Sarah. We made it girl.</p>
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	</a><p class="wp-caption-text">We got married!</p></div>
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