Today is my 27th birthday :) I THOUGHT it was my 28th birthday, but my husband was quick to correct me! I can barely remember my own name these days so he wasn't too concerned. My rapidly depleting brain cells are a running joke in my house. Laura Grace will shake her head and mumble about it being a "pregnant thing".
Anyway, I am another year older. Birthdays are yet to be depressing. I actually never see them being depressing, but friends told me I haven't hit thirty yet so I can't talk!
Friday morning I was having a terrible morning. Laura Grace was in an emotional crisis (these happen often when you are a five year old little girl), Layton had decided he was a baby again and clinging to me (this is also happening often... I think it is pre-baby jitters). I was trying to clean my house so that it looked like the cover of the new Traditional Home magazine I had just gotten in the mail.
By the way, I really think those home magazines are Satan inspired. I love them but they do things to my psyche that can't be healthy. I read them and then look at my own house and hear this little voice telling me how inferior my housekeeping skills are. Those people not only live in houses I can only dream of but they don't have cereal bowl rings on the bar, multiplying dirty towels in the hamper and when THEY buy dusting supplies that the commercial swears will work, they are rewarded with gleaming, smudge free furniture.
Where was I?
Friday morning. It was a doozy. It was one of those that had me wondering what on earth was wrong with me to think I could EVER handle a third child. My own two children were acting like heathens! What was stressing me out even more was that I had to be at my friend's house for lunch. I had not seen Jenny in over a month so she had invited me and our other friend, Rebecca, over for an impromptu get together.
I ended up calling Rebecca in tears (literally) because she is my prayer warrior friend. I told her I couldn't come because I was dealing with demon posession at the moment. She very calmly told me to drink a glass of water, take some Tylenol, ignore my children's sinful state, and get my self together. She prayed with me, told me if I didn't come she would be upset with me, and then we got off the phone. It occured to me that it was rather odd she was so forceful about me NOT canceling.
I loaded my children in the car, told them if they cried or whined anymore I was going to drop them off at the bus station (don't worry, I didn't REALLY), and off we went. I got to Jenny's house, my children miraculously perked up at the sight of Rebecca and Jenny's children and all was well. So well that I seriously didn't notice the cupcakes, birthday gifts, and all other obvious signs that this was a birthday party for me.
I am losing it.
My sweet friends surprised me with chicken salad, cup cakes (Jenny has a cake business), and an awesome book and prayer journal. The kids played outside during lunch and miraculously, I never heard a whine or whimper!
Yesterday, my inlaws had the family over for my birthday lunch. My mother in law made Shrimp and Grits (my favorite) and Clay's grandmother made me her German Chocolate cake (also my favorite). Clay gave me new perfume that him and Laura Grace spent nearly three hours picking out :). When they came back from sniffing perfumes at the perfume counters I think they both were a little high!
Overall, it was a great birthday. I am very blessed to have all that I do!
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