You may be wondering what is coming?
Well, I'll tell you... not to get any attention, mind you, but only to share a little bit of my anguish.
Beginning next week, I will be starting my last year as a 20 something wife and mom. That's right. It's my Birthday next week and will be turning 29... and without my Ben.
It's not like I am totally sad to leave my 20's behind. I mean, they were mostly great years. Besides, I hear this rumor that the 30's are the best... and I can see that!
I guess, I just don't want to celebrate without Ben. It's kind of a bummer. I won't really be alone, I have the boys, right? I mean, Sam the man is quite the party animal, and I am sure we can do something fun.
Know what I truly want to do?
I want to order a huge pizza, vegetate on the couch with a good movie wearing my PJ's and eat other diet no-no's like ice cream with chocolate syrup.
I want to watch TV without the subtitles and not bother the neighbors.
I want to take a long, long bath and not have kids coming in and out asking to get in or for a drink and treat.
I want no poopy diapers for just one day...
I want the boys to give me a foot rub!
I want a magic fairy to come clean my house and do the dishes.
If you think these things are unlikely (minus the first), my most far out Birthday wish is even more crazy and impossible... I want a Birthday kiss from my Ben. Wouldn't that be wonderful? But since that won't happen, I think I will settle for the magic fairy...