What can I say? My birthday was FANTASTIC! Why? Because I have absolutely the best husband ever, and even with my mouthiness – yes I’m mouthy, remember there is NO JUDGMENT on this blog!! – he made sure that I felt like a queen on Thursday. My actual b-day is September 9 and I was a bit bummed that it fell on a Thursday this year AND that I happened to be pregnant too. Now, let’s not mistake that for being upset that I was pregnant, it’s just that the pregnancy kind of limited the amount of things that I could do. Anyhow, my husband had to work – for the most part this makes me mad. EVERY year he has to work on my birthday while I try and treat it like the biggest holiday since the birth of our Lord and Savior. Yes, I’m biased. Well, he calls and states that I need to come and pick him up from work early. I immediately raise my sensor for surprises – I absolutely love them, but I always want to see if I can figure out what it’s going to be before it happens. No go this time around. I automatically thought food until he said we weren’t going out. Instead he had me meet him in the posh area of the city of Chicago, and I was whisked away into Channing Day Spa and given the most AMAZING pregnancy massage, pedicure and manicure known to mankind. I mean, I wasn’t even embarrassed about being nude in front of an absolute stranger. The knots and pains that she removed from my back, legs and neck more than paid for the lack of modesty that I had that day.
My birthday also marked the first official day that I fell in love with my pregnant with twins body. I mean, truly fell in love with it. I realize that my stomach is now growing longer (IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?!) while also rounding out wonderfully. It put a smile on my face and joy in my heart to know, that even with all the aches and pains that I have, I’m still a hot mama!
Happy Birthday to me!