I turned 36 years old today. I don't know how it happened so fast. How has this happened? I feel like I blinked and here I am close to the big "40". When I was 21, I thought 36 was way old and now I am here "old". At times I don't feel old. When I am with my girlfriends from college I feel 21 again. When I am at work and meet young ones I feel 36 years old. When I was with the boys after a long days work I feel older and way tired. Lucas asked me today how old I was. I said "guess". He said "you are seventeen mommy". I said "go higher". He couldn't guess so I gave up on the guessing game and I told him my age and his reaction was "mommy you are really old but you look so tiny". He is too cute.
I always wanted to be married with at least 2 kids by this age and a career set, Thank God this has all happened. I hope that the rest of my years are just as good or better. A friend asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I said "sleep". I got it, got to take a 1 hour nap and it felt amazing. I needed it, Fabio wanted to go out to dinner with the boys for my birthday. I love going out to dinner but with a toddler and a preschooler its exhausting. It was fun but I was glad when the check came so that we may return home without an embarrassing moment in hand, maybe there were a few but maybe I just didn't care, hey it was my birthday. Noah was dancing with the background music, actually got up on his seat and rock to the tunes. Lucas kept asking why was there music with no one singing and why would there be music at a restaurant without anyone dancing. The waitress came with a cake and sang "happy birthday" and I felt old. Lucas blew out my candle before I made a wish. :( I couldn't even have an alcoholic beverage because I drove separately there and met Fabio at the restaurant. When we got home I still couldn't have a drink, Fabio had to put Noah to bed, I had to finish homework with Lucas, put Lucas to bed, finish work and set up my work for tomorrow, lay out the kids clothes for tomorrow, lay out my clothes for tomorrow, take a shower, prepare lunch for Lucas tomorrow. A mothers job doesn't stop just because it's your birthday, especially on a weekday. Thank God for that nap.
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