In case you missed it (and some of you did, but you’re forgiven), my birthday was Friday, June 22.
So, how was it? Turned out different. The past couple years, I’d get slightly discouraged just before my birthday because while I’d like to do something somewhat grand & memorable, that just doesn’t happen. Come birthday time, I realize how few close friends I really have. While I know a lot of people, that doesn’t always mean that I’d necessarily share such a significant day with just anyone. Hmm, maybe when I blew out my candles, I should’ve wished for more friends. Ha ha! I didn’t even have a cake…yet….
I originally had planned to wake up early, and spend the day with my darling girl. I wanted to head to the Zoo first thing in the morning, and stay for an hour, then come home for her nap. In the afternoon, I was thinking to head to the mall for some purely indulgent, yet unnecessary, birthday splurge. Once Hubby got home, I’d see what to do for dinner.
What really happened on Friday??
Baby Girl work up earlier than predicted. Then my mom called to pass on birthday greetings and let me know that Baby Boy Cousin had arrived. From there, my day went topsy-turvy. I was thrilled to share my birthday with him. When my child woke up (after 11 am), I dropped her off to play with Grandma, and went to meet the new baby. I took some pics, then went back to my child. She ate, then we headed to the mall. I bought diapers, wipes & bum cream for the newborn and a couple things for myself. Then dropped that off. Then home, to find that Hubby wanted to surprise me and had taken the afternoon off (without telling me) and wasted it at home alone. Hello!!! He should’ve called me, I would’ve changed my plans in an instant. He wanted to do dinner, but that’s postponed until later this week.
Overall, it was a full day and went alright. I don’t mind sharing my birthday this time. Although, when I turn 30, the day’s mine!