Disclaimer: My husband took me out to a delicious and fancy dinner last week because that is all I wanted for my birthday. He also got the babysitter. Score!
It's my bday. The big 3-2, or as my 7 year old likes to remind me, the big 3-3, "because zero counts as a year too, mom." You know, like a baby should be 1 when it is born because it counts for the first year. Makes sense? Well, fine. But it's my birthday and I'll blab if I want to.=)
Anyhow, I have come to the conclusion that mom birthdays are just not fun. For example: my ideal birthday would be waking up whenever I wanted, having breakfast in bed (calories don't count!), getting into an overflowing bubble bath in my dream jetted tub (dreams!), going shopping without a budget, and eating out at a fancy shmancy restaurant, returning home to a sparkling clean house, clean kids, and a smorgasbord of delicious yummies and my favorite show.
Birthday reality??: woke up at 640 with super cute 7 month (already?!) baby boy, kids to school, forgot one's lunch, shower, dress, kids dressed, refereed fights, threatened to not go to Target, took lunch to school, went back home because forgot preschoolers jacket and backpack. Went to taco bell. Well, first got a dr. pepper from Arbies because Taco Bell only has Pepsi. It's my birthday and I'll pepper if I want to. Ate Taco Bell (decent, went to store to get baby a stroller since one I bought the other day didn't have front wheels (what?!), took preschooler to school, fed baby, got 3 year old to nap (well, lay in bed and kicking wall) and cleaned up. I may or may not have had another dr. pepper.....
So, in the midst of all this, my super awesome friend Laurie calls and I realize why I don't like my birthday!! Because my dream birthday does not match my reality birthday. And I thought, even if it were a weekend birthday, I would still be doing stuff. I have come to this conclusion....
Mom birthdays can be happy birthdays too! I got to do lots of things I liked to do (dr pepper, shower, store) and some things I don't like to do (referee, clean bums, cleaning). But really it is up to me to decide my fate! My birthday can be great because I make it great or it can be lame because I make it lame! It is nobody else's job to make my birthday awesome. Even if I didn't have a bunch of totally awesome friends and family who said Happy birthday to me on facebook or texted me or called, I could still make the anniversary of my birth pretty fab! And there is nothing like my kids saying Happy birthday to me because they just think I am so great and they love birthdays. Also, my night will end with a Ghiradelli Brownie and whitey's ice cream Modern Family lazy time, because it is my birthday and I will eat unhealthy junk if I want to! And there ya go. If this makes any sense? I had to get it off of my chest. So, next year when I am the big 3-3, technically the big 3-4, I can come back and read this to remind myself!!
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