|The actual bouquet hubs got me - looks like a stock photo huh? Nope!|
Henry went to preschool in the morning so I hit up a yoga class. I chatted with friends afterwards for as long as I wanted without needing to get back to the child care center before my appointment ran out. I blogged a bit. And hubby, who was working from home, made me breakfast upon my return.
|I don't even look pregnant here! Top: Lululemon // Leggings: Pea in the Pod|
|Waiting parlor at Hiatus Spa|
After five hours (!!!) at the spa, I raced home to try to make it before Henry's bedtime. I was late, but I walked in to all my boys standing by a lit cake with balloons and flowers and they sang me "Happy Birthday"! Well... The dogs wagged their tails for a handout, Henry kept darting his eyes between the flames and me and saying, "Mommy!" and hubs held down the tune solo.
So I promptly ate a huge piece of cake for dinner - yellow cake with chocolate frosting. I got the mix for hubs to make because he's... Errr... Not a chef. But he did great with the cake mix! We then relaxed on the couch and I fell asleep watching a movie so that I could get up the next morning with little man at 6am while hubby went to present at a conference. Why do toddlers think it's cool to wake up that early on a weekend, and why do companies think it's cool to host a conference on a Saturday? Toddlers and companies are jerks, y'all.
I can remember birthday's when getting huge groups of friends together to "go out" was just what you did. If you spent the day alone or not going out, you felt like a "loser" of sorts. It's so different when you're in your 30's! I want nothing to do with "going out." Do you know how tired that would make me? I'd need a nanny for the night out and the whole day after. That's insanity. No, I'll take my calmed down birthdays and leave the crazy nights out for you youngun's in your 20's!