Friday was my birthday. My 34th Birthday. I'm fine with turning 34, but it's been a running joke at our house the past several years that I am turning "29 again". This year, the kids finally caught on. Jack, ever the stickler with the eyes for detail, started telling people "My mom is turning 29 - version five-point-oh".
Baby girl turned 6 months old on Friday, too, because - like the BFF's we are going to eventually be (whether she likes it or not) - we share each others' half-birthday. And she gave me a birthday present of her own by allowing me my first 8 hours of solid sleep in six months. EIGHT. HOURS. OF. SLEEP. Booyah - who wants to go Do Stuff? Because I can totally Do Stuff after actual sleep. Real sleep to a mother with a newborn is like PCP for a normal person. I could leap tall mountains, fly around the room, or... like, fold laundry. Heady stuff.
We had a birthday dinner at home with friends on Friday night. After 9 months in Denver, I realized we really are making a home here. A few glasses of wine, way too much food, and even more laughter floated over the evening like so many incandescent bubbles. Also there were a lot of highly inappropriate jokes, which was - obviously - awesome. You know you are finding your tribe when an extremely large loaf of Italian bread is equally funny to the entire table. (My tribe may share a sense of humor with 13-year-old boys. It was still hysterical.)
And Saturday morning was the first read-through for Listen To Your Mother, Denver edition, which... I don't think there is a way to describe it other than to say that if you are local and you DON'T make it to this event, you will be missing out on something transcendent. I still can't figure out how I ended up in a room with these people - talented writers, humorists and all-around amazing humans - but I will be forever thankful for the chance to be a part of this. We laughed, we cried, and even my arm-hairs were tired by the end from all the goosebumps.
It was a nice reminder that life will still surprise me with wonderful things, and great opportunities still lie ahead. I just have to be ready to go for it when the doors are opened and not let fear keep me from walking through into the next big adventure. That's a pretty spectacular birthday gift.
So happy 29 version 5.0 to me.
2 comments:
Hey! You've posted--like, a FEW blogposts since I last checked here!!! It's like CHRISTMAS!!!
I'm SO HAPPY!! I can't wait to ready what you've written! Wow. Awesome. I love your guts.
Yeah, baby. I'm Back! Sort of. :) As back as I can be with 4 kids and school and training for a race and... uh.. I really need to see about doing Less. More Laundry, though, obviously, because... Laundry! Never Ends!
I love you, too, by the way. :)
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