Golden birthday

On Tuesday it was my golden birthday... 27 on the 27th.  Now, growing up, birthdays weren't a super huge deal.  We have friends that birthdays were their special day and everything they wanted happened on that day.  I remember having birthday parties and things but nothing super extravagant.  So, I'm not under the illusion that my birthday should be this day that is all about me.  But, there is a part of me that thinks that there should be something special about it right?  Last years birthday was pretty terrible.  I remember getting pooped on... numerous times.  And, I don't know about you, but that's not cool, especially on your birthday.  I was hoping that this year was going to be different.

Crazy girl woke up and had a sticker in her hair...

I will say that I didn't get pooped on, but Tristan was really sick and Lucy did end up throwing up.  :(  Dude was so sick that he just laid on the couch or slept all day, which is SO NOT him.  I ended up having to sleep on the couch because Dude was coughing all night and we didn't want him waking up Lu so we brought him in our bed.  Honestly, the couch is my friend when I'm pregnant.  I find it to be WAY more comfortable than it is.  But, that means when Lucy decides to get up or poke me in the face that means I'm out there by myself... no pawning that off on Gaetan.  Also, it makes me feel fabulous when Tristan tells me that he doesn't want me, but would rather have Papa... thanks kids.  Then the kids did something really strange when Gaetan went to work and that was they FREAKED out.  Tristan started crying he had never seen Gaetan leave before and tried to follow him out to his car!  I felt like such a jerk for having to hold in inside while it looked like Gaetan was leaving us forever... which, in reality, he was only gone for 4 hours.

After that the minutes and seconds just ticked by.  I felt every. single. one. of them.  It was awful!  Then, the kids melted down so I thought that we should have nap time.  Sleep is usually a great reset button for me, but the kids had other plans.  Tristan sang and played loudly in our room while Lucy tried to break down the gate upstairs and cried.  :(  So, no naps for anybody.  I did get some flowers delivered during that ordeal, so that made me feel a little better.

Birthday flowers!

Lu Girl giving them a smell

Duder taking a break from coloring to smell the flowers too :)

The kids continued to freak out on and off throughout the day which is always pleasant... but half way through the day I realized that it was up to me to not have a crappy attitude.  So, that got me through the second half of my day.  I was pretty much having a pity party because I didn't get to do anything 'special' on my birthday.  I did try out a few new recipes that turned out to be delicious, which is always a plus.  With the way my day was going I thought for sure I'd either burn the place down or it was going to be disgusting... but it was a pleasant surprise.  :)  I'm not sure why I have this feeling that something exciting should happen on the day that wasn't my choosing... ya know?  I'm excited to have been born, but I just don't know if there is something about this exact day that should dictate my mood this much!

I ended up going to be SUPER early because I just needed tomorrow to come.  Good thing I did too because the kids woke up really early the next morning!  haha.  I know that I was self wallowing but as a parent you don't usually get to drop everything and do something fun for yourself on any given day, especially your birthday.  But, you still feel entitled to something, so I'm glad that we could do it, even if it wasn't ON my birthday.  More on my birthday date to follow.  :)

JVG