Goodness gracious. Today was interesting.
I just attempted to type out everything that went wrong, but it was such a whiny, stupid list that I deleted it all. Because really, it doesn’t matter. Today I turned 32 and for the sake of my developing worry lines, I am going to focus on what went RIGHT.
1. ONE peed in the potty — standing up. Yes, he totally missed. Yes, he managed to piss all over the place. But still, I’m proud.
2. People I love sang “Happy Birthday” to me. My parents. It was just like old times, before I grew up and got myself a husband.
3. Speaking of that. Husband had to leave at 5 a.m. to catch a train, which was downright depressing, but he woke me up to kiss me and wish me a happy birthday. I love that weird, weird, man.
4. TWO found his feet today. Maybe it will make him cry less. Or sleep more.
Today, I took time to reflect on my life. A year ago, I was busting my ass at a corporate job and had just learned I was pregnant with our second child. Today, I am a stay-at-home mom who just noticed that I am graying. Considerably. I am exhausted and I yell a lot, but for the first time in my adult life I feel fulfilled. How’s that for irony?
Here I am, eating cake after a very long day of mothering. Haven’t looked in a mirror for about 8 hours. You probably could have guessed that. I mistakenly assumed my hair looked cute, like oh, I just tossed it on top of my head. Realized too late (after pictures were taken) what I looked like. Shit, that’s what. But it’s my birthday, and if I want to look like shit, I can look like shit.
Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s 7:30 and I want nothing more than to go lie down.