*WARNING: EXTREMELY LONG POST*
30. I am thirty. For some reason that doesn’t seem as scary as telling Kaia that “I was born 30 YEARS ago.” That hit home.
So on Tuesday this week, David asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday. I said, “Wow- I am actually SURPRISED that it’s the TUESDAY before my 30th and you are just NOW thinking of what we should do.” Ya see, there has been a trend of surprise parties for my friend’s 30th birthdays and so I was kinda expecting a surprise party too… but it wouldn’t have really been a surprise party since I was expecting one… but you know what I’m saying.
Well, David actually said, “Well why does your birthday fall during FOOTBALL season?” Ha. Ha. He suggested The Melting Pot and said we’ll invite Chris & Erica (my sister and her hubby), and Shin & Yvette (my brother and his wife). While I was still surprised that I wasn’t getting a suprise party, I was happy that I would get to go out to a nice adult dinner with some of my favorites.
I also planned to take the day after my 30th off from work to go shopping with one of my best buds at Potomac Mills. I was EXCITED. Friday was going to be a good day.
Thursday was actually my birthday, but I had to work and Addi had her 2-year well-visit. I love the people I work with and they were nice enough to have a “surprise” princess party for me after I got back from taking Addi to the doctor. I say “surprise” because they put on my calendar a 2PM meeting entitled “Super Top Secret Meeting.” Being stealthy just isn’t their thing.
Then they let me leave a couple of hours early. So I treated myself to a pedicure. Ahhhhh- if I could have weekly pedicures, I totally would.
I went home and my kids ran to me and told me “Happy Birthday, Mommy! We made you a cake!” Then they dragged me to the kitchen and shoved my birthday cards in my face. David made one of my all-time favorite dinners: HAMBURGERS… mmm… and he even sauteed some mushrooms. Delicious. My cards had the kids’ scribbles all over it and everything was perfect. David told me that my birthday present was to go to JMU’s Homecoming this year. He was working on getting us football tickets and securing a hotel room, but we already had our babysitter in place. He knows me so well- hamburgers and JMU… and we still had our adult night out to look forward to. My 30th birthday was shaping up to be a great one and WAY more than I expected.
*Cue Friday, the 13th stereotypes*
That night every single kid woke up SEVERAL times. Aidan complained that his ear was hurting and I thought he just slept on it funny. Kaia and Addi must’ve been having bad dreams. Needless to say, I was one tired 30-year old mommy.
In the morning, Aidan was still complaining of ear pain… and cheek pain (?)… so I decided to take him to the doctor. I couldn’t get a morning appointment with his pediatrician, and he said he did not want to wait until the afternoon- so I took him to Prime Care. I was in-and-out in no time and still thought I would have time to make it to Potomac Mills. Then he starting saying his belly hurt and he needed to throw up. He begged me not to leave him. So after texting Kim and telling her I was running late, I texted her again and told her I had to cancel. BUMMER.
Brought my boy home and he had a lazy day on the couch but the meds seemed to kick in rather quickly. I started the laundry. Not exactly the way I planned to spend my day off, but I guess mom’s can’t take days off.
When David got home he said I should go out for a little bit to shop since that’s what I wanted to do originally. I figured I could hit up Kohl’s since I had some Kohl’s cash I had to use and that I would pick up the girls on the way home. So I did. And I treated myself to a new shirt that was on clearance and a cool necklace. I also stopped by Marshall’s and Ross because I LOVE those stores and I found a white bedside table for $39.99. SCHWEET.
I picked up my girls and brought them home. Kaia gabbed the whole way home about her day and then right before we turned in the driveway- she threw up. OMFG. So I threw her dress and car seat cover into the washer and debated whether we should go out for dinner. Since Kaia was back to her old self and didn’t seem to be affected by the fact that she just threw up her lunch, David insisted we act like nothing happened and proceed with our date night. Sounds good to me!
So I wore my new shirt and necklace and we headed to the Melting Pot. I-95 was at a crawl so we hopped on Rt. 1 and got stopped at practically every red light. Then David hopped on 95 because he though going 35 mph was better than red lights. We made it to The Pot 10 minutes late, but ready to enjoy our evening. Things were great! My sister, Erica, who always spoils me bought me my FIRST ever COACH purse. She knew I would never treat myself like that and I have to say- I love it.
Shin and Yvette showed up a few minutes later and the seated us. Pablov was our waiter… I think that was his name. As Erica pointed out, he sounded like the French gay race car driver on Talledega Nights. A very astute observation.
Everyone was having a blast and then I started to feel full after the appetizer and salad courses. Then during the main course I started to feel lightheaded and nauseas. Then I asked to be excused and I almost passed out on the way to the bathroom. I went into the second stall and hugged the toilet. I never threw up, but all of the energy and life drained out of my face. Erica and Yvette followed me to the bathroom to make sure I was okay. Did I mention how nice it is to have an ER doctor and nurse in the family. Yvette started asked me medical questions and quickly decided that my blood sugar must’ve dropped and she told me to take some sips of coke. After a few sips I started to feel better, but I said, “THIRTY SUCKS!”
I was able to walk back to the table and I found it extremely hilarious that David dumped our entire tray of meat into the fondue pot so that if we had to leave he would not waste any lobster or meat!
*Not that I blame him… look how yummy it was*
Chris also made sure to pour the rest of the wine bottle we just opened into David’s glass so we wouldn’t waste a drop. After dessert, we settled our tab and decided that we didn’t need to go to JMU since we just spent $175 for the two of us to have dinner. OUCH.
After my trip to the bathroom
We took some nice pictures outside of the restaurant before we went home… and my memorable 30th was over.
Or. so. I. thought.
The next day, I lounged around the house. David said he had to go food shopping and to Lowe’s to pick up a part for the bathroom. So I watched the kids while he went out. Then when he got back I put the kids down for a nap and started touching up the paint in our new 2nd bathroom (more to come on that!) so that we could hurry the whole process along. David had a football picnic and evening practice under the lights that night so I planned on taking the kids to his parent’s house to have dinner and say goodbye to Aunt M’liss, Santino and Francesca.
Kimiki told me that everyone left the house to go to Costco and they were just going to eat while they were out. I thought that was wierd because we ALWAYS do family dinners before ANYONE leaves to go home, but oh well- Costco IS amazing. Kim and Cesca said they wanted to come over to say goodbye to the kids before she left for CT. I said I should just bring the kids over to Grammy’s house so that we could all go swimming. Kim said no one was there and that they were just going to come see me… so I said to come on over.
Then I started making dinner for all of us and when the kids woke up from their naps we sat down to eat. I saw Kim and Cesca whispering over the oven in the kitchen, but I thought they must just not like Chicken and Dumplings.
*RING RING* My house phone rings. I answer it. My friend Megan is on the phone saying that her car broke down at the Food Lion and she has been trying to reach her parents and Dara, but she can’t get ahold of anyone, and her husband, Steve, is out of town. So I immediately RUSH INTO ACTION to save the day. “Sure, Megan. I can come pick you up. That’s no problem. I’ll be there in 10 minutes.” How CONVENIENT that Kim and Cesca were there. I asked them to watch my kids for 30 minutes because my friend was stuck at the Food Lion. They said, “Sure! No problem- we’ll start their baths and they will be all nice and clean by the time you get home.” SCHWEET.
So I go to pick up Megan in my sports bra, tank top, and cargo pants. No contacts. No deodorant. No make up. NO JUDGING!!
I thought it was odd that when I got there she only had a six pack of beer and two bags of ice. I jokingly asked her if she planned on drinking her face off tonight, but she said that her sister was coming over tomorrow and they were having a cookout. She explained that something was wrong with her tires and the steering wheel was shaking and that her dad would come out tomorrow to take a look at it. Even though she only lived 2 minutes from Food Lion, I didn’t question the reason she did not want to drive it home. I also didn’t question the fact that it’s a relatively new Honda and that they never break.
So I was telling Megan all about my sucky birthday and that I was surprised that David and Erica didn’t throw me a surprise party since that’s kinda what we DO for
30th birthdays around these here parts when I pulled into her driveway and noticed several cars.
I was so entrenched in complaining about my birthday that it took a second for me to see the big group of people waiting in her driveway. My first thought was, “Why couldn’t any of these people pick you up from Food Lion?” Then I started to recognize these people’s faces and Megan said, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!” I was shocked. I thought, “Man, I wish David could have been here (still thinking that he was at football practice)!” Then I saw David. Awwww. Then I panicked and thought, “Oh, someone needs to tell Kim and Cesca that I’m not coming home and that Aidan needs his medicine!” David just said, “Ummm… they are watching the kids for the night- we’ve kinda taken care of all of that.” Then I realized… DAMN IT- I look like HELL.
But, it was SUCH a great surprise. They really got me… and I’m so lucky to have all of them. We had a tasty seafood broil- crab legs, shrimp, corn on the cob, peppers, potatoes, summer sausage. Delicious.
We had cake and a champagne toast. Peanut M&Ms… because we don’t go to a party without them. I was surrounded by some of my favorite people in the whole wide world.
David even made sure to bring my bathing suit so that I could swim in the pool. We had beer relay races in the pool and even tried flip cup on the side of the pool. Needless to say, my team kicked butt and the whole event was awesome.
By Sunday I was feeling 30. 4 whole days of celebrating makes for one tired 30 year old. But my mom planned a nice dinner and invited my in-laws. Aidan had a fever in the afternoon, so I ended up going over with the girls while David watched AA at home. The dinner was great, the conversation good, this was the 4th day in a row I was eating cake, and I’m PSYCHED because my mom got me a piece of furniture with lots of storage for my kitchen since my hutch is LITERALLY falling apart. My mom and mother-in-law made me realize that the 30s are your best years because you know yourself, you know what you want, you’re at a good place in your career, you get to watch your babies grow up, and it’s definitely the “I am woman. Watch me roar,” period in your life. HERE I COME, AMERICA!
So morale of the story… tame the beast (that is your bikini area) at least 5 days before and after your birthday because you never know when you’re going to have a surprise pool party.