So, my birthday has come and gone (on Monday) and here I am, yet another year older though definitely not the wiser for it. It was kind of a surreal experience celebrating a birthday with a new baby. I've become so used to playing second fiddle to Nate that it was actually kind of shocking and difficult to be the center of attention, even for such a short while as for the "Happy Birthday" song. I hadn't realized how much I'd come to love being the one who was holding the center of attention, not necessarily the one in it. I suppose that's part of what becoming a mom means to me.
I had a lovely day (+ Sunday) lots of yummy desserts, nice presents and kind birthday wishes from friends and family. I don't know if I should be dreading or looking forward to the next (the big 3-0... I know, I know, I'm such a baby)...I'll make the decision hear to look forward to it. Nate was a gem, as was Jed. I can't wait to cash in on one of my presents from my super hub- a posh massage at a salon up here in Encinitas. Now, if I can only separate myself from my son for the necessary hour....
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