My 29th Birthday

Where to begin?

Let's start with 29 sounds alot older than 28. I'm not obsessed with age by any means but I'm just saying, it really does sound much older. When I was 16 I worked at dry cleaners in Birmingham and there was this really hot guy that always came in to get is dry cleaning. He was 25. I thought he was so mature and I would have given my right arm to have been 18 (not that he would have dated an 18 year old - but you know what I mean). So I think about Mr. Scott Black (yes I remember his name) and I think, I am now 4 years older than he was then. That, more than anything makes me feel old.

I don't think it helps that I'm pregnant and I can't roll over, bend over, get out of bed, stand up or climb stairs without totally exhausting myself. I know this is a temporary situation but add it to a birthday and it makes me feel really old.

I really do love my birthday. I never work on my birthday, it is a rule of mine I've kept my entire adult life and I don't mind burning a vacation day at all. I actually found it very natural not to be at work yesterday, oh well, I better not get use to that. I've been under the weather for about a week and a half so I don't have my normal energy level but I still had a great birthday. It was quiet, which is fine since my life will never be quiet again in...oh...about three months. My parents came up on Sunday and we went to lunch and did some light shopping. Then my mother and I made dinner Sunday night and I made a chocolate covered cherry bundt cake that was really delicious (thanks old lady at church for the recipe). My mom and dad gave me some perfume that was well received since I've been hinting around for SOMEONE to buy me perfume for about 6 months.

On Monday (my actual birthday) we had our 4D ultrasound appointment for Miss Nora Ella (and yes she is still a girl, whew). It was wonderful, she slept through the whole thing because I had her drugged up on decongestant medicine (doctor prescribed, don't worry) but she did move a little here and there and I must say she is the cutest baby in the entire world. Easy. Sorry other moms. Here are some pictures for proof:






My parents headed home after the ultrasound and lunch and I spent the afternoon looking at her pictures over and over again. I love her so much. I can't wait for her to get here. Even if that means staying up all night and changing diapers. I just love her beyond my own comprehension.

Brannan and I were going to go out to dinner last night but neither us felt up to it so we ordered Chinese takeout (which was delicious) and watched a movie. My sweet husband bought me a figurine of a mother and baby (which I loved) and I got the prettiest card from him. The best present was that he finally cleaned the garage out so I could park inside last night since this is about to be the coldest week in like 10 years in Huntsville.

It was a wonderful birthday.