Last year I wrote this post as my birthday approached.....and here it is again, June eleven. This year I am thirty-two.....very uninteresting. I just still can't believe I'm that old.. I just feel especially old this year......as if I've let myself go......except I haven't, at least not forever. When I was pregnant with the twins I got a little crazy and extreme cleaned my closet. I feel the need to do it again. "A Vegas dress?! I'm never going to Vegas again, and if I do I certainly won't be able to don a strapless dress!! In fact, what else in here is strapless?! Cause it's gotta go! A bikini?! That ties on with strings?! Gotta go......a backless shirt?! Who do I think I am?! " I could go on and on.
I haven't let myself go.....it's just that I have been pregnant or recently delivered a baby or two for much of the last three years. Everything in my closet is either something I wore when I was pregnant (which I classify as maternity even if it isn't) or OLD. Three kids ago old. And part of me doesn't really care.....I rarely leave the house, and when I do I just throw on my gym clothes. Taking the kids anywhere feels like a workout so it's totally justified. But then there are times when I actually have to get dressed in real clothes. That's when I look in my closet and feel old. Or when I see clothes I love but I realize wearing silk just doesn't make sense in my world anymore.
At the same time I feel amazing.....I have cut back Alyssa's hours and have even made time to sew a few blankets for expecting friends. I can hold both my tiny babies and read to the big kids all at the same time. I keep reminding myself that most of these things are temporary. There will come a day that I can again wear silk......and there will only be so many days that I can hold both of tiny babies.......and only so many days I can read to them.
This last weekend I was given the best birthday gift. I wish I had done a better job of documenting it in pictures. My Aunt Janet, my cousin Valerie, and my newest cousin-in-law Spencer came to our house and watched all the kids so Matt and I could enjoy a day to ourselves. It was amazing. There were three of them which made me confident everything would be under control. Plus they're family and I know they just love my babies so I had no worries. We had lunch and a few cocktails at Pismo's, then went to a movie (which we haven't done in-and I'm NOT exaggerating-over three years), then we met Hally, Lauren, and Nelson for happy hour at Ruth's Chris and followed that with a little treat from Marble Slab on our way home. It was around 8:30 when we got home. Usually at 8:30 I'm exhausted......I can't wait until 9:30 so I can justify going to bed. Not that day....I felt like a million bucks! Like I had hours of life left in me before bedtime. It was a most amazing gift......and it made me realize that I need that time with Matt. Time for us to be husband and wife......not mom and dad. THANK YOU Janet, Valerie, and Spencer-it was a most thoughtful gift and we enjoyed and relaxed every minute of it.
Here are some images from my day..........


More on the birthday tomorrow.....or the next day......or next week.....
Love.