Monday, August 17, 2015

It's my Party and I Can Cry if I Want to

Every year I have a really hard time remembering how old I am. I can't tell you how many times people have asked my age and I've given them the wrong number. Mostly, I attribute it to the fact that my husband turns the age one number ahead of mine eight months before me. And it throws me off every. single. year. Every time someone asks, I'm left thinking, "Am I 31 or 32?" It's quite embarrassing when I have to use good ol' current year/birth year subtraction to answer the question.

But I'm proud to tell you that today when I was writing this post, I remembered! It's a miracle. I can say with confidence that I am 32. I think.

I wish I could say I had the most amazing birthday ever, but it would be a lie. I felt off all day - everything and nothing was bothering me and I felt on the verge of tears all morning. Thankfully, after a good cry (everyone needs one a couple times a year) and a power nap, I felt 100% better. I am so thankful for my family, but sometimes a girl just needs five minutes alone. Those moments of solitude made me such a better Mama and wife!

Later that afternoon, we went out for Baskin Robbins for some birthday ice cream for all of us (the kids were so excited to use their gift cards from Diana and Sophia to "pay" for their own ice cream!). It's actually chemically impossible to be grumpy when you're eating ice cream, so it was the perfect thing to do on a day when I wasn't feeling quite like myself.

After a low key day and some ice cream and several texts and calls from friends, we headed over to my mom's house for tri tip, baked potatoes, squash casserole, and cake!
I absolutely cannot emphasize enough how grateful I am for the life I have. My husband. My kids. My job. They are all such wonderful sources of joy and I am just so thankful for the moments I don't feel myself, because they certainly make the good moments much more appreciated. 


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