If we hadn't of moved I would have thrown a big party. Maybe then I would have gotten a birthday cake.
The boys did very well. They made me eggs benedict for breakfast. It was delicious. Probably one of the best presents ever for a woman in my stage of life was given to me. Can you guess??
No gemstone involved. No fur. No masseur.
I received a keypad locking doorknob for my bedroom. You know one of those ones that your type in the code and it opens.
No more red nailpolish incidents at our house.
Well, what did I do on my birthday? I went on a field trip with the family and picked pears. It was a good day.
I have been in a bit of a funk lately. I am not sure why. I am NOT upset to be forty and it truly doesn't bother me because I would much rather be 40 than 20. I know I have many, many productive years ahead of me. I have finally realized that this is it. Those little kids are growing up and it will pass my by if I don't take time to twirl with the girls or jump on the trampoline with them. (but if I do that anymore I need a better bra-steel plated so I don't knock myself senseless) I found myself really wondering if what I have done has even made a difference in the world. Have I mattered? And raising kids somedays you really wonder. The continual selflessness and sleep deprivation and whining that surrounds me gets to me somedays. I really do wish sometimes that someone would just bake the cake I want and make sure that the dinner includes avocado and bleu cheese. I wonder if it will be worth it or will I be lost in the constant giving?
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