I had just laid my tired self down for bed when I started having a million thoughts run through my head: birthdays, turning 29 – almost 30 BUT not yet, adorable baby in pink tutu, 1st birthdays, cake, party hats… Well, you get the picture. My birthday was coming up and I had just finished shooting the most adorable baby girl. Well, she’s one. So I’m sure in her mind she’s a big girl now. Anyway, I turned to Hernan and asked, “Do you remember when the night before your birthday you could hardly sleep because tomorrow was the BIG day? You knew your mom was going to make your favorite meal, you were going to wear the crown at school AND got to be the line leader all day, and to top it off you usually got to open a gift – something just for you.” Hernan moaned a “Yeah.” “Well, I want my party back. Just like I’m sure Emmalee had.” I had to proceed with letting him know that was the 1 year-old girl I just shot.
I did get some pretty fabulous presents. My bestie Kristin made me lunch and let my kids run wild with hers. In. Her. House. No cleaning up for me. Amazing present? I think so! My dearest friend Ashley (the other one…not having a convo with myself=) brought me dessert and a blessing basket. Love. My lovely husband was attempting to get home from work to make me dinner, when he got rear-ended. We got take-out. Good enough! No dishes! Zion sang “Happy Birthday” and “Feliz Cumpleanos” to me at dinner time and finished with a “Yay Mommy!” Enough to make my heart melt. Zoe babbled and fell asleep early. Darling girl. Starbucks gave me a coffee and Sephora gave me this:
I’m sure they bottled it up and made the label solely like this for moi. Why? The little girl even looks like me (a bit) when I was little gal. Fun. Made me feel special.
I’m going to ROCK 29. Not middle-aged yet… I’ll deal with that next year.