Oh yeah, totally. A couple of weeks back I was flicking through all my old journals... and just cringing at most of the stuff written there! If someone was to read them now, I'd be soooooo embarrassed!!
In fact, for me, it's almost a case of the opposite, in that I just never feel mature "enough" for the current time. After a year of marriage, I'm proud of how far we've come and such, but yet I still feel like there's so much for me to learn! And that I'll never be as good a wife as I hope to be, no matter how much work I put in (not saying that I'm just not going to bother trying though!). And no matter how "grown up" my life becomes - marriage, pregnancy, finish college, become a parent... I still don't feel like I'm a real grown up
But then again, I look at my peers from school and what they're doing now and such and think, yeah, ok, I'm mature and grown up! I don't just work and save up so that I can go out each weekend and spend $100s on alcohol!!

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Happy mummy!
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body.