Can Everyday Be My Birthday?

“Happy Birthday, Mama,” was the first thing little girl whispered when I woke her up this morning. Yes, my heart absolutely melted. Thank goodness we didn’t have a reenactment of last Monday morning. Husband and Miles were all smiles and kisses, too. Everyone cooperated and made getting off to school this morning really easy.

Can everyday be my birthday? A girl can try, right?

Well, maybe not, but today is and I’m going to enjoy it for as long as it lasts. I love birthdays – especially mine – and am looking forward to picking up the kids from school so they can be extra nice to me some more.

Seriously, I’m so blessed, happy and excited to be living my life and look forward to starting a new year. I’m thirty-seven today and really do feel like everything gets better with time. Yes, I want my twenty-one-year-old body and metabolism back, but other than that I’m looking ahead.

So, excuse me while I go bask in all of my glory until midnight when I turn back into regular ol’ Mom and the kids remind me that I have another whole year to wait until they behave for me again.

Winks & Birthday Smiles,
Wifey