Today is my Golden Birthday. You know, the birthday where you turn the same age as the date? Today, on the 30th, I turned 30. Someone asked me how old I was going to be this year and I had to do the math... Let's see, I was born in 1980, so, yes, I must be turning 30 this year! I don't feel 30. I feel much much younger. Like, maybe 27. :)
Today, on my Golden Birthday, I woke up with my little son next to me. Steve has been in Arkansas all week for a work conference and was supposed to be in last night. We planned an early dinner with my mom and dad (yes, you read that right -they wanted to do dinner before my mom headed back to Utah. -- my dad said my mom is his oldest friend and he wanted to go to dinner. That was really nice to hear. After so much has happened, they still consider each other friends.) Sorry for the deviation, back on track....we planned the early dinner so I could leave and get Steve from his 8:55 pm flight. Around 2:00 in the afternoon I got a text that the flight was cancelled due to the weather and he wouldn't be home until tonight. Same flight... different day. Sad.
Because Steve was "supposed" to be home, we planned that my mom would stay at Jen's on her last night. I wouldn't really "need" her help if Steve was going to be here and that way she could play countless hours of Robin Hood with Owen. So, last night, I left the dinner with Evan, cried for a second as the pregnancy hormones took control and I realized that it was just him and me, washed my face while he sat in his car seat, took out my contacts while he cried on the bed, and forgot to brush my teeth. We fell asleep on the couch and then went to bed. He woke up twice. Once at around 2:00 am, and once at 5:00 am. At 6:00 am, he cried a little and I snuggled up to him as I realized it was officially my birthday, and thanks to him, I was not alone on the big THREE ZERO!
Today has been a good day. I cleaned my house (despite the fact that I am only 4 weeks post surgery and was supposed to wait 6 weeks... sorry stitches the dust was just really starting to get to me!). Jen came by with Greg, Owen and Ivy and brought me M&M's and Starbucks banana chocolate chip bread (yummy), and I got a few smiles from Evan. Seriously... the day could have been bad, it had potential, but it ended up being a good day. The only thing that is going to make it better is that Steve just texted from Denver and said he will be in at 8:55 - no delays! I have missed him!
P.S. Stay tuned for the posts about Emilee and my mom coming to visit. I love them!
4 comments:
Happy Birthday Angie!!
Oh happy birthday a bit late. =] I'm glad you are doing well. I am glad that you like 30 better than I do. I hate it and I still have 10 months.
Happy Birthday (a few days belated!) I meant to call you this weekend and wish you a Happy 30th but the time got away from me. I am glad that you had a good day despite the fact that Steve was delayed. I am thinking about you!
Yeah we are the same age again and we both had babies last month! 30 has been hard to swallow for me too. especially since last year almost all year long I was convinced that I was 28 so turning 30 took me off guard.
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