Pregnant Birthday

The title of my blog is now officially inaccurate (the age part not the pregnant part...but I suppose if I keep this blog up eventually it will all be a total farce). Today is my 29^th birthday and I was so happy to wake up to a kitchen table full of fun birthday presents from Moncho who serenaded me with a sweet rendition of happy birthday before he left for work (or at least I’m pretty sure he did…I was still pretty much asleep). Being a pregnant birthday girl is actually kind of fun. My birthday present to myself this year was letting myself sleep in without feeling guilty. Once I did decide to wobble out of bed after reading all of the sweet messages and Facebook posts from friends and family, I started opening my birthday presents from Moncho. In addition to possibly the most romantic birthday card I’ve ever received I can now say I’m the proud owner of some pretty cool comfy pajama sets among other fun trinkets. Now, I know this doesn’t sound even a little bit romantic or exciting but the pajamas were actually a personal request, much needed, and very happily received. This is one of the ways you know your life has already drastically changed in ways you could have never before imagined. The size of the smile on my face as I opened my pajamas was a surprise even to me.

The truth is that most of my older favorite pajama bottoms are now on a wait list until after I’m bump-less and can actually fit back into them without fear of ruin. In recent months some of my favorites have suffered some pregnancy related injuries and deaths. Yup, now I know what it’s like to sit down and hear that lovely ripping sound as the seam of my favorite pajama bottom rips in half. The added mystery of not knowing if it’s a small (injury) or big (death) rip comes thanks to my baby bump which efficiently blocks the view. On more than one occasion I’ve been clueless walking around the house only to realize my inappropriateness thanks to Moncho’s laughter.  

The weather has even cooperated with this pregnant birthday girl today and instead of the normal high 90’s and 100 degree weather we’ve been experiencing, it is now a cool mid to upper 70’s. In short, it’s the small things that make you smile when you’re a pregnant birthday girl. The cocktails will have to wait until next year…maybe I’ll splurge and have a fancy Ginger Ale tonight when Moncho takes me out to dinner.