Today, I am 30. It feels surprisingly similar to 29.<\/p>\n
Whoever coined the term \u201cdirty thirty\u201d obviously had kids \u2013 my third decade is already filled with dirt, mud, spit-up and baby poop. And it has been an amazing birthday weekend. Because this is my first birthday as a mom.<\/p>\n
The one thing I wanted most was for G.G. to meet the muppets. So the weekend began with an auspicious start. On Sunday, the muppets had a Welcome Home shower. How many kids are lucky enough to attend their own baby shower?<\/p>\n
I was slightly nervous about what to wear; I haven\u2019t had many opportunities to dress up in the past six months. And since the muppets arrived, my body has decided to rearrange its weight carriage so it\u2019s always a fun surprise to see if an outfit will fit on any given morning. I chose a little black dress \u2013 seemed safe, can\u2019t go wrong with that. The first dress fit on the first try. Success! I matched the dress with some fabulous patent leather peep-toe pumps and completed the outfit with the Tahitian pearls Jon got for me on our honeymoon. (Little things excite me these days.)<\/p>\n
I strutted into the nursery to make the muppets even cuter. (I know, very hard to do.) I asked the boys what they wanted to wear. The selection process was based on which outfit elicited a smile and giggle. Search picked out a pair of khaki pants with a very preppy sweater, and Destroy chose a pair of plaid overalls. We were ready to go.<\/p>\n
I felt good. Our last attempt at a baby shower didn\u2019t go so well. I concluded that weekend on lockdown for my final hospital stint, before we began our adventure with preemies. But this weekend, I was healthy, but so much more importantly \u2013 the muppets are healthy. Even their cold from the previous week has completely cleared up.<\/p>\n
I scooped up Destroy and headed down the stairs. It was time to play the music, time to light the lights. Time to meet the muppets on the muppet show tonight. Search and Destroy were ready for their close-up.<\/p>\n
Blarf.<\/p>\n
No sooner did I hit the bottom step, then Destroy arfed on me. Did you know baby arf is white? And have I mentioned I\u2019d chosen to wear a black dress? Well that was no longer going to happen. Destroy looked up at me and giggled, his outfit was still perfectly clean. I whirled around in my no longer applicable patent leather peep-toe pumps and headed back up the stairs to find outfit the second.<\/p>\n
Once we (meaning I) had changed into a non-pukey outfit, the muppets, GrammaJ and G.G. loaded ourselves into the car and headed off to the shower. If I may take this moment to be uber shmoopy, I am really blessed to have so many wonderful friends and family who came out to a doubles-themed shower: Doublemint gum, Twix and a delicious menu with two options for every course.<\/p>\n
Since GrammaJ and G.G. had to head back to the badlands early this morning, we decided to celebrate last night. G.G. suddenly exclaimed that she couldn\u2019t find the gift she\u2019d gotten me. She retraced her steps. Our black lab Scout chose that moment to slink out into the garage. Well, drat. Jon headed out after the dog, flashlight in hand, to attempt to locate whatever Scout had dragged out. We found half a bite of the card. It will certainly be an evening to remember.<\/p>\n
My dog ate my birthday present.<\/p>\n
I was sad to say goodbye to GrammaJ and G.G. this morning. It was a fast-paced entertaining weekend and I couldn\u2019t have asked for a better birthday present than to see G.G. enjoy muppet smiles and twin giggles.<\/p>\n
So today, I am 30. And tonight, I will spend a very chill birthday evening surrounded by my five boys. Pure bliss\u2026 Thirty\u2019s going to be a good year.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Today, I am 30. It feels surprisingly similar to 29. Whoever coined the term \u201cdirty thirty\u201d obviously had kids \u2013 my third decade is already filled with dirt, mud, spit-up and baby poop. And it has been an amazing birthday … Continue reading