Today I am newly thirty years old.
I am married to my best friend, I have a baby growing in my belly, I have seen the world, and I have the means to see more of it. And by “means” I don’t just mean cash; I mean an actual desire, which is just as integral, if not more.
I’m not done with anything yet. Anything. The clock I’m painting for Bebe’s room, the Sunday New York Times crossword from two months ago, determining if red or green is my favorite color.
The problems I do have are ones I can handle; I don’t know how, but I will because, well, that’s how I roll. (I actually think it has a lot to do with being married to aforementioned awesome husband. He makes things easy.)
My Bebe is kicking me like a mule and I know that she is just as alive as I was thirty years ago when I was kicking the stew out of my own mom. Yeah, circle of life and all.
It’s pretty cool.
The Waiting 
Happy birthday!
Thank you! Have to admit, I had your awesome birthday post in my mind when I was writing this ;)
Happy birthday! It’s going to be an exciting year :)
Indeed! Babies do that. I can’t help but wonder how we’ll be celebrating next year.
Yay, it sounds like you are having an awesome but manageable day!!
Made even more manageable by a lunch at our favorite local Korean restaurant!
And you can always turn to the Sleep Sheep to help you decide about the green or red issue. :-)
Sleep Sheep is good for lots of things :)
Happy Birthday!
Thank you!
You are a blessing Emily. Beautiful and fun post ~~~
You are just as much of a blessing to me! Thank you for being who you are :)
There was snow and lots of ice the night you were born and it took way too long to get to the hospital. Dad and I feared we would need to name you “Volvo” after our car. Happily, you were born 30 minutes after we set foot in the delivery room. Some kind of record! Love, Mom
This makes me happier than you could possibly imagine!!! I’m glad you didn’t name me Volvo, though, because then I’d have had to hang out with maladjusted celebrity babies :)
My/our baby shower was scheduled for 1/16 so all these silly women risked their lives to come to the hospital. And they were NOT allowed to see the very new babe.
Mom
Hahahaha But it was so very important for them to give me booties! How could I function in the outside world without booties!? :D
Happy Birthday!
Thank you! :)
Happy birthday! In “New Mommy” terms, you’re 360 months old!
I’d go with green in the mornings and red in the evenings. That way you don’t have to decide.
P.S- I’ve been told I’m an enabler.
360 months! Thanks for doing that calculation for me (and for my mom, who is still mothering me!)
What a beautiful post on the circle of life! And what a beautiful place to be, more than anyplace else in the world…at home, expecting, love inside and out. Who could ask for a better birthday present?! Happy Birthday :D
You really can’t ask for anything more! But the sweet gift my husband gave me this morning certainly didn’t seem like overkill :)
Thanks!
Beautiful post and happy birthday! You know, there are not many things about pregnancy I would do again just for giggles. Except for baby kicks. Ahhh. *pats tummy longingly*
I think one of the things I never thought about before having kids, but realized with HUGENESS after, was how much my own mother must really love me. It’s kind of amazing, isn’t it?
Those kicks are indeed awesome, and they’re just getting stronger! I can’t believe only a few short months ago my baby was only the size of a lentil…now she’s a bag of popcorn hidden underneath my shirt!
I’m sure my own mom feels the exact same way but on a much more profound level. I’m not just a bag of popcorn to her. Or maybe I am. I should ask her :) I would take it as a compliment.
Thanks for stopping by!
Happy birthday!
I recently hit the big 30 too.
It’s quite an accomplishment! Yay for us!
Happy Birthday!
Ah, to be 30 again. I recall my 30th birthday…weepin
Let’s try that again:
Happy Birthday!
Ah, to be 30 again. I recall my 30th birthday…weeping at a Blackjack table in Las Vegas as I lost all my birthday money in a matter of 20 minutes, crawling back to the hotel, begging for a free comp at the buffet. Anyhoo, glad your baby is kicking the crap out of you – it’s a sign she will be a very healthy and active child – which one the one hand is a great and wonderful thing, and on the other will have you investing heavily in Starbucks for all those sleepness nights.
Starbucks already owes me for the outrageous sums of money I’ve thrown its way over the years. ALSO I’m a little jealous you still get birthday money.
Happy Birthday! I’ve been 30 for two years now, ha ha.
NICE! If 30 works out well for me, too, I may hang around awhile.
Happy, happy birthday!! And I love not being “done” with anything. Whatever will we do when we are finished? :) Hope it was a super day!!
It was a good day….sorry it wasn’t someone else’s REAL birthday. :( Hang in there!
Oh my gosh! Happy birthday! I just had mine too!!!! Hope it was fantastic! (sans delicious cocktails, of course! Saved for next year!) Thirty is a great age!
Haha my husband enjoyed a delicious beer in my honor. Next year, next year :) Thanks!
Happy Birthday !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
:D Thanks :D
“My Bebe is kicking me like a mule and I know that she is just as alive as I was thirty years ago when I was kicking the stew out of my own mom. Yeah, circle of life and all.”
Priceless!
Here’s to the next thirty years!
Thank you! Or 60! :)
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