My last day of being 32 wasn't the best day for me.
Granted, I'm healthy and extremely blessed...so, I am overall grateful.
But I was feeling tired and un-spoiled.
That's so selfish of me, I know.
I had to wake up several times in the night with kids.
Including Paige's decision to wake up at 6 am to be ready to start the day.
So, at 6 am I made my own special birthday breakfast.
We recently started a birthday crepe breakfast tradition.
But Tyson slept in while I made my own 6 am birthday crepes.
It wasn't his fault. I didn't inform him I wanted to celebrate my birthday a day early because it was the weekend while Tyson would be around and Monday, my actual birthday, he wouldn't be around. And I felt selfish to wake him up and say "So, I decided that today I celebrate me. To celebrate me, I wish for you to wake up and take the kids while I sleep...and make me crepes. Thanks."
But they were really good crepes.
After church the kids seemed to argue all day.
I made my own birthday dinner, which I didn't want to but didn't want to tell Tyson "Now make me dinner." Though, I'm pretty sure he even offered because by then I think he knew my plan to make today my birthday day but I planned a dinner that he had never made before.
More arguing...
I was having a bit of a sensory overload and wanted to run to away and hide the rest of the night.
But I didn't.
Instead the home teachers came over.
Did a magic trick and lesson. (Yes, our home teacher brings magic tricks.)
Then we had birthday leftover Oreo trifle.
It was leftover because I actually made it Friday and it seemed pointless to make something else when we had so much leftover.
I then realized I wasn't prepared for the girls valentines party the next morning.
I made them some quick Valentine boxes for them to decorate in the morning.
Tyson stayed up with me and made some quick Valentines because I didn't have enough to give out.
And I cried myself to sleep.
Probably mostly because I was so tired.
That was my last day being 32.
My first day being 33 has been much better.
I woke all the kids up at 7:30.
Ate leftover crepes.
Sent Eden out the door.
Took the other kids to Target to complete their valentines.
(I decided to not just buy some because they wouldn't have enough time to sign their names on all the cards by the time the party was to begin.)
And ran to the homeschool co-op party.
And it was fun.
After the party, we took a quick trip to a clothing store I wanted to look at briefly because they had in a new stock of swimwear. I at least got to see what they had but couldn't try anything on because the kids were loaded with sugar and crazy.
So, I drove home.
Then I gave myself a birthday present.
I put Paige to nap.
Put the other kids in front of Netflix.
And I took a birthday nap.
Then I woke up to Eden coming home from school.
Then Tyson came home.
And we went out to dinner at Red Robin.
(Where kids eat free, we have a gift card, and there's an amazing balloon artist on Mondays.)
We invite our friends, the Stanleys as well.
We had a good night.
Then the kids went to bed.
Happy 33 to me!