Well birthdays never seem to go perfectly as planned around here, and mine is never an exception. While this was true this year it still ended up bein pretty kick ass :thumbs . Sorry this is a really long entry, but the night was too specially to leave to many things out.

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Now mind you the ONLY thing I wanted for my birthday was some time to do whatever I wanted to do without having to tend to anyone elses needs. I know that sounds selfish, but be a stay at home mom and that will be the day you will understand.

When I was a kid every year it was the same arguement on my Mom’s birthday. Dad would grump and growl all day cause he wanted to take her to do something (and of course my siblings and I would join in). Mom would tuck herself away in the basement and sew all day, and we couldn’t understand why she wouldn’t let us take her out to do something fun. Hind sight is always 20/20 and now I KNOW what was going on ;) Mom you had the right idea.

The day sort of got crushed the night before when my hubby informed me that he was going to go run some errands. Now this is not really a big deal except for the fact he planned it at 11a right smack in the middle of the day. Sort of bummed me out but I figured he had made a promise to take care of the kids so I could get some quiet time and he would keep it. The only problem was I had agreed to plans with some friends of ours (and lovely Dardinelle ) to go out and barbeque in the early evening, which didn’t leave hubby with a very big window :S .

So my day started like normal 7a and Pinky was cryin her wee head off, and (like usual) just as I decide she may be quiet and play in her bed for a bit so I can catch a couple extra __Zz’s__ in pops Mo :S NOW it’s time to get out of bed. So I drag out kind of bummed about not gettin any special morning treatment, but meh what’re ya gonna do :dunno . Hubby kind tosses about a bit as if I disturbed his sleep and it starts gettin on my nerves.

Nothin out of the ordinary happened in the morning. The girls and I did our normal breakfast, cartoons, play things. Pinky tucked herself off for her nap at normal time, and I got giddy to at least get my usual semi-quiet time. Hopped online and settled in for some fun during nap time. Now even though I was kind of bummed by my morning so far I got to chat with Ida and Jeweasle, they perked me up a bit with lovely birthday wishes. Thats when the phone started ringing.

No big deal just everyone callin to make sure plans were set. Dardinelle offered to take Lil Mo out with her to go run around, and knowing how much fun they have together (not to mention the nice break B) ) I sent her off. After I got Mo all pretty (and may I add she looked especially adorable) she was zipped away for a day with her aunt. YAY some real quiet time >:) .

They hadn’t been gone for more than 30mins when suddenly pigs flew. Jack (our kingly orange tabby) starts running around the house like a mad man on crack. Not a big deal usually but he was being astoundingly loud, and I worried he would wake the baby. So I scolded him and sat him down quietly. Now if you have a cat you know that the biggest mistake you can make is to tell them what to do :S He decided he would be quiet like I asked him to, BUT he was going to get into everything he could think of that would irritate me. Started with the top of the fridge, knocking things off and then stopping to wait for me to react. Moved on to every little anything that may be sitting in his reach around the house, and proceeded to wrestle with it hugging and digging and then bringin it to me to show me what he’s done. I almost lost it, but decided to just make him go to his room with daddy and let daddy deal with him.

Whew. Sit down again and FINALLY get to play… NOT!

All at once like someone had it out for me the phone starts ringing and the baby starts crying. That was it. From that point on it did not end. She cried and cried and cried. There was no end to it. She cried while I fed her, she cried while I changed her diaper, she cried while I played with her. All she wanted to do was be held and walked around. She wouldn’t let me do anything else, I tried doin dishes while I was carrying her and…. she cried. This went on forever; Dardinelle and Mo came home, we ate lunch, we chatted about what they did… _Still crying_

This was the point I understood my Mom. I wanted to go out and do somthing fun I really did. I was in this fantasy that getting ready _Still crying_ would be easy today cause I would get lots of help gettin the kids ready. So I can get myself all pretty and relax cause the kids are bein taken care of. Getting ready seemed to take forever, and _Still crying_ I realized that there are just some things that I myslef HAVE to do :S We packed and it felt like a ton of stuff (though it was only one duffle bag and the diaper bag) because I was being rushed _Still crying_ and so I wasn’t thinking things through all the way.

I had reached my boiling point _Still crying_ and was just pissed. I decided to write the day off as a bust, and finish getting everything ready make sure that at least everyone else has fun. So after almost three _Still crying_ hours of getting ready we finally trudge out the door. As we drive out to our friends house _Still crying_ we realize we forgot things but it’s too late now. We sort of argued all the way there cause he couldn’t understand why I was sort of grumpy _Still crying_ , but I explained him that I was going to try and let the day get better cause God knows I didn’t want it to _Still crying_ get any worse.

We pulled up and immediately pulled the baby out of the car _Still crying_ . As if by magic she stopped crying. Wait no it wasn’t magic I was holding her and walking around :lol . Hubby started almost immediately being total sweetness. running and grabbing anything I needed and not argueing with me when I asked him to take the baby for a minute or go check up on Mo. It was wonderfull, and helped me to relax a bit so I could get the baby to relax. All that crying and she was a snap to get to lay down for a nap (which really isn’t as nice as it sounds cause crying induced naps are usually short :P ) Baby was down _Ah quiet_ , Mo was off playing on the swings _Ah quiet_ , and hubby was gettin ready to cook some dinner _Oh yes_ .

I sat my happy ass in a chair and relaxed it was nice after the chaos of getting ready. As the evening went on and it began getting dark it started to become obvious that Lil Mo hadn’t gotten a nap yet that day. I was so scared that the entire night would go crazy again cause Mo got cranky, but I didn’t want to commit my mood before anything happened so I just kept her gigglin and tried to keep her fits to a minimum.

It started with the puppies. Our friends have these two not so little puppies a black and a golden lab. Spunky to say the least. Mo is not used to big dogs and even though these are only puppies they both stood as tall as she did. They decided to let the puppies out so Mo could play with them, and Mo was all for the idea. Before the puppies were out of their cages she was running trying to get them to chase her. BIG mistake. They BOTH ran and tackled her. She freaked and then started running just to try and put some space between her and them. Somehow in all the confusion one of the pups got hold of her shoe and took it right off her foot… ran off with it and she screamed and cried even harder. She was upset but we were all trying to conceal laughter cause honestly it was funny and cute all at once. Retrieved the shoe, put the puppies away and moved on.

Bout this time the baby woke and we brought her outside too. She was liking the quiet and the stars. You could see the stars so beautifully where we were, not like at home where you can barely make them out. Dinner was amazing, and not only that it was nice to not have to cook or have to worry about doin the dishes. I spent some time just dancing and rocking with the baby in the dark under the stars and it was oddly relaxing. She must have thought so too cause she soon dipped off into a good solid sleep.

YAY real mommy play time. I knew the baby was out for the night, and for the time being Mo was being good so there was no rush to hurry her off to bed. Dardinelle tossed my cards in my lap and we sat chatting while I opened my cards. Lil Mo had given me the cutest card and even signed it herself 8o It was amazing. As she handed me the card she did the cutest little giggley dance and then after I opened it she smooshed a big “I love you Mom!” on my cheek. :) _Beams_ :) Dardinelle was dead set on getting me a gift and ended up getting me “??Chronicles of Narnia??”:1 and a gift certificate to Victoria Secret. :P Time to get the rest of that baby weight off so I can use this.

Now our friends have a large trampoline, and we had been trying (failing) to get Mo to get on and jump. She was afraid of it and didn’t know why just knew she didn’t want to get on it. While everyone else was busy doin other stuff I grabbed Mo and a couple of blankets and decided to try to get her to at least crawl up and lay on the trampoline to look at the stars with me. After a little squirming she finally was on the tramp and cuddling with me. I could have sat there forever just cuddling with Mo, but I decided to see if I could get her to bounce a bit. It started with Dardinelle and myself one bouncing while the other held Mo tight. She was having a blast being bounced around and screaming with excitement. and eventually after a little more coaxing we finally got her to get up and bounce by herself. We are awsome :thumbs . I think the three of us spent the majority of the rest of the night up there… just bouncing and screaming and being silly. I had sooooooooooo much fun. Mo and I needed that time really bad. Time to just cut loose and have fun together.

After we had drained every ounce of energy out of Mo we marched her off inside and tucked her in for some good sleep. It didn’t take her long to knock out, and it was total sweetness cause when we popped in to check up on her she was asleep all cuddled with the kitty curled up next to her.

Our pyro husbands had made a bonfire and had been tending it and the beer for quite a while. I decided to finally join the grown-ups. The rest of the night was spent just chillin’ around the fire jokin’ and chattin’. It was nice. A welcome change from our usual weekend activities. I was so quiet and relaxed it didn’t take me long to get tired myself. What a perfect way to end a perfect day. Even with the madness in the beginning I enjoyed all of it. The chaos seemed to highlight the good points later in the day. I can never seem to be totally irritated about things not going perfectly cause perfect would get boring. I enjoy the adventure of my family, and appreciate the time with my friends very much. I hope they all understand how special they made that day by just giving me the space to not have to worry about the whats and the whens. :luv

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