Birthday

Happy 18th Birthday Gabrielle…

I swear it was just yesterday I held you in my arms and wondered how I made something so perfect…

You will never remember, but I do, laying in bed with you on my chest and watching the sun come up, just the two of us, and wondering what you’d be like as an adult. I never dreamed you’d be as sweet, and creative(oh so very creative!) and easy-going, and have such a big heart as you do. I am so very proud of you, not just the artwork you do, but the individual you are…You have your own style and your own convictions, and you never sway from them. You are the first to offer help, and the first to give a smile, and that is such a rarity in this world. Always, always be you my love, the world is a better place for having you in it.

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The (Non-Instagrammed) Face of 36

Happy Birthday to me!

I decided to post a birthday selfie because it’s my birthday and why the hell not?

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I used to think 36 was pretty old, but being here myself now, I can say it may be tiring in a ‘4 months pregnant and have a toddler’ kind of way, but I don’t feel the slightest bit old.

It’s weird to think I’ve been wearing contacts for 20 years, driving for 20 years, and had the same best friend for 29 years(when did that happen???). I have a daughter who will be 17 in 6 months. 20 years ago I was only 3 years away from having my first baby, now I’m 6 months away from having my last. All that says I should probably feel pretty damn old, but I don’t.

What I do feel is lucky. I always thought that 30 was one of the biggest milestones, but my life is full of love in ways I never knew possible 6 years ago – the love of a man who literally moved across the world for me, the love of my kids who keep me laughing regularly, and the love of friends that have stood by me through good times and bad.

The next year looks to be bringing changes and challenges, and I look forward to every busy minute of it, hopefully getting to spend even more time with family and friends.

If This is 35, I Think I Like It

I woke up this morning and realized this is it – I’ve turned 35. Happy birthday Sara, you are officially old.

As a kid I remember my mother hitting some point in her mid-30’s and telling me she never expected to live that long. She’d lived recklessly, not in a good way, and basically expected to die any time. As long as I can remember she said she never expected to live this long, and she knew she wouldn’t live to be old. It seemed to me like she was living her life just waiting to die, and I suppose in some way that made me fear reaching that age. 35 seemed to me like the peak, and it would only be downhill from there. To reach that point myself kind of scared me.

I don’t know what I expected today, but I woke up to a beautiful card from Paul, along with a really cool TARDIS journal. He offered to make me breakfast, but I didn’t want to bother him with it, and I was having a hard time waking up, so I was running late from the start.

Late for work? Yep, but I didn’t give a damn when I walked in and saw what my coworkers had done to my cube.

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What you can’t see in that pic is the shiny confetti all over the desk, and the cupcake banner thing hanging off the back of the chair. I love it so much I told them I wanted to keep it that way all year long. I know they do this for everyone, but I can’t put into words how special it made me feel. Totally made going into work worth it for the few hours I was there.

At noon I left work and went home, grabbed Paul, and we went to lunch at my favorite restaurant, Felix’s Fish Camp. I got to try turtle soup for the first time(which has actual turtle in it, we Googled it!), and I had my favorite crab bisque. I got the crabcakes, and Paul had fried shrimp. Amazing food as always, though the waiter was very chatty. The view was gorgeous, and I’ve totally decided that we are bringing my best friend there when she comes to visit next month. No one should come to Mobile and not try Felix’s.

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From there we went to Foley and hit the Tanger Outlets. Initially my plan was to replace the watch I lost last Thanksgiving weekend when we were in Birmingham. I’d picked it out at the Seiko outlet when I took Paul’s mom and sister to Foley, and have spent the last year being upset that I lost it. It was a *really* nice watch.

I didn’t find one just like it, but I found another I liked enough, and then went back and forth between that and a second one. Being an outlet store they were cheap, and Paul said it’s your birthday, get both. Then he found one he liked, and I made him get that one, and then he decided with it being my birthday, I should get another one that I kept noticing. A trip for one watch turned into three(plus his), and it was WAY overboard, but he was pretty insistent. I’ll never have to worry about losing a watch again!

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We picked up a hoodie for me in Old Navy, and a couple of pajama sets for Malcolm, and then grabbed drinks at Starbucks and headed home.

I loved spending the afternoon just the two of us, but I missed Malcolm too, and was glad to get home. (I tried calling the big kids on the way home but got the answering machine, boo! I can’t wait for the day they get old enough to realize maybe they should be calling me on days like this.) ┬áHe seemed a bit warm, but not quite running a fever, something I’d been commenting on for several days now. When Ashley left he continued to become more agitated, and I checked his gums under the light, though surely at 3 months old he couldn’t be teething yet, right?

Wrong.

They haven’t broken through yet, but looking closely I could see the two tell-tale lines on his bottom gum. Mickey Moo is teething at 3 months old. Wth?? None of my older kids got teeth this early! I’m glad to at least know now why he’s been so cranky and warm the last few days, but teething? Already? Yuck.

I got him calmed down and he fell asleep pretty quickly, right before Paul came home with the curry and my favorite cheap wine. Barefoot Sweet Red for the win y’all!

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Overall I couldn’t think of a more perfect way to spend the day. This has been hands-down the best birthday I have ever had, and there is so much to look forward to in the next year I can’t imagine how I ever thought 35 would be scary.

I have an amazing husband who goes so above and beyond every day to make me happy. I have kids that I love so much I can’t even put it into words. I have great friends, awesome coworkers, and a job that doesn’t suck.

They always say life is what you make of it, and I believe that. I surround myself with love and laughter and people I adore, and that makes me happy. My marriage is strong, and I am so much more confident in myself than I used to be. If this is any indication of what being 35 is like, I’ll take it.

Life just keeps getting better.