It’s my birthday tomorrow

Tomorrow is my birthday. I will be 28. As I write this I’m about to crash on the couch and watch a movie with my best friend and husband. It will be a nice quiet ending to a great second weekend of celebrating my birthday. Yes, second weekend. See, at my house and in the house I grew up in, birthdays last longer than a day. You pretty much get to call it your birthday for the whole month, and you get to start saying that it’s almost your birthday about six months in advance. Last weekend my parents and sister and her family made the six hour drive to celebrate with me, and we had a great time. This weekend, my husband arranged for my in-laws to meet us in Louisville, take the kids overnight and all day Saturday, while Clay and I got a rare 22 hours to ourselves. Finally got to see the new Harry Potter movie, got to SLEEP LATE!!!!, do some Christmas shopping (which was extremely fun), and meet up with some friends for lunch. It was so much fun just to hang out and be adults together without having to push a stroller, change a diaper, referee an argument, or arrange our schedule around naptime. Then today, we just went to church and then hung out at home all day, and while Friday night and Saturday were really really nice with no kids, today was a sweet reminder of why I’m crazy thankful for the three blessings that are running around my house. Our morning started with the littlest snuggle-bug calling to join us in our bed, where she proceeded to pull Daddy’s nose and Mommy’s hair until we finally sat up to play with her. The middle snuggle-bug joined us a few moments later, and we played in bed as long as we dared before we had to get up and get ready for church. Three of us were completely dressed and ready before Mommy finally had to go wake the oldest little snuggle-bug so she and her sister could get dressed and eat breakfast. Lord, thank you for little girls who are so snuggly and cuddly. While eating our grilled cheese for lunch, Catherine decided she might need to try one of Daddy’s pickles. We knew she wouldn’t eat it, but he gave her one anyway. After touching it to her tongue, she, with a classic “gross” face, sat it down on the table. “Why don’t you put it on your plate?” Mommy said. She shook her head no. “Okay, then why don’t you put it in your mouth?” She thought for a minute and said, “Why don’t I put it on my plate?” and put it on her plate. Lord, thank you for 2-year-olds who speak beyond their years. Later, Daddy and Mommy snuggled up on the couch and popped in our wedding video, which we haven’t seen since right after our wedding almost 7 1/2 years ago. As we were drifting down the nostalgic and romantic memory lane, just lost in our thoughts watching a very young-looking Clay singing to a very young-looking Monica, we were abruptly brought back to the present by that same two year old running into the room and proclaiming, “My bottom hurts!” and running back out. Lord, thank you for our three little reminders of reality. Finally, we sat down to a supper of chicken enchiladas (which are Daddy’s favorite but the girls do not really like, resulting in countless pleas to “Pick up your fork and put that bite in your mouth”). Abigail was begging for something else to eat the whole time and we finally told her that she could eat three more bites and be finished, but if she wanted something else to eat she would have to eat her whole plate. –Can you see it coming?– She looked up and without hesitation said with a smirk, “I don’t want to eat my plate. I don’t like the taste of plates.” Lord, thank you for children who keep us humble. We ended our day with a walk to the video store, and now my husband waits for me to join him. I close out my 28th year of life with a heart full of thanks to God for the family who raised me, the family who raised my husband, and now especially for these three girls who are teaching us more every day how to be parents. God is good and my ordinary is most definitely beautiful tonight.

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5 Responses to It’s my birthday tomorrow

  1. Claudia says:

    Happy 28th birthday, Monica! We thank God for the family that raised you, too. We prayed long and hard for you and them for 21 years before you and Clay wed. We thank God for you and for how you love your LORD, and your sweet family and we join you in praying for the families who are raising your girls’ future husbands. Enjoy those little snugglebugs. We will always treasure snuggling with the three of them this weekend:) Thanks for sharing them with us. We are up for more weekend visits like this one:)

  2. April says:

    Happy Birthday!

    I like the way you celebrate!

  3. Mom says:

    Happy Birthday! I miss being with you on your birthday. Hope you have an extraordinary day.

  4. Dad says:

    Happy birthday Buddy Girl!!!

  5. Kasey says:

    Hey, just checking to see if I could make a comment, for my presentation! Have a great day.

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