It’s official! I’m 37. I mean… 27. Yup. Today is my birthday. I woke up at 5AM because Caleb was screaming at the top of his lungs. I dragged him into bed with me and he gave me a neck lock like I’ve never received. Then I tried to adjust the both of us and ended up pulling a back muscle. Not kidding.
Took me about 20 minutes to stop aching. But then we both settled in and fell back asleep. Not the best way to start a birthday – but I will take it. Sooner or later, the kids won’t be climbing into bed with us anymore. I know that. As tired as I am – I know that.
I drove the kids to the bus stop (that is 2 blocks from my house) and then headed straight to Starbucks as soon as they were on their way. I wanted a BTL on my birthday and nothing was going to stop me.
Almost ordered two because… you know… it’s my birthday.
But I’m on this new fitness kick. More on that in a bit.
Either way, I’m planning on not doing much today. And that’s ok. 😉
Did I mention it’s Bill’s birthday too? We share the same DAY. I HATE IT!! It’s like Christmas! I can’t just lay on the couch and expect everyone to cater to me.
What? I’m an only child!! Isn’t that the way???
No. We have to share the day. UGH. Too much effort. 🙂
After 13 years of marriage, I’ve gotten used to it. hahahahah