I don’t think my hooligans got the memo that it was my birthday...The day certainly didn’t start with a celebration- Or maybe it did- Maybe it was Reid’s own special way of saying Happy Day Mumma...At exactly 4:08 am {after just falling back asleep at 3ish after pumping & filling Reid’s feeding bag}I awoke to a loud explosion & a lot of grunting...My darling little Reid was giving er & gave er good...So good, she exploded through her sleeper & blankets unto her bassinet- Fun little early morning clean up & start to the day...
 

Then my usually happy, cuddly little boy was instead a clingy, whinny completely irrational toddler...At one point Noal had a tanti because Deac ate his dog food too quickly for his liking...Deac had finished eating before Noal was at the door to let him outside & this just set him off...

 
At one point I was juggling pumping while Noal was clinging on to me, Reid was snuggled in between my feet & Deac was going insane cause the medical delivery guy was knocking at the door with supplies...This then caused my almost breaking point- As I raced to put the precious pumped liquid gold in the fridge I dropped the entire 150ml bottle on the kitchen floor- FANTASTIC-Another amazing cleanup for the day...Have you ever tried to clean up breast milk? AWESOME

So, at this point in the day my floors are sparkling, the bassinet is newly washed, Noal's had probably more arrowroot cookies than a toddler should & big birthday mumma needs lunch- Or wine- No judging...Neither happened because I then dropped a full jar of salsa all over my just cleaned kitchen... 

Good Times eh? You jealous of that birthday or what? And just when I thought the day was a wash it turned around- A play date for Noal with his best bud Aidan, a lovely visit with my gal Sam and a generous offer to watch my hooligans so the hubs & I could do dinner...


AMAZING...We did the "Early Bird Special" shift- because of Noal's bedtime & Reid's feeding schedule we had to sneak in a date from 4ish to 6:30- We were the only ones in the restaurant & it was still light outside but let me tell you it was AMAZING...It was like it was just me & Craig & it was just what I needed...Well,that & a crab risotto & good couple glasses of Pinot Grigio...


My big day ended with one of the worse movie picks of all time- the title would throw most people off but I had remembered Ellen {damn you Ellen- why do I listen to everything you say?} saying it was a great film...Salmon Fishing in the Yemen ended my 32nd birthday...



Wow birthdays have changed...Last year on my birthday, I was celebrating at home & just so happy finally being a mumma...Noal was only 9 months old &  I had no clue but I was a few months prego with Reid- Year before that I was just coming off weeks of bed rest pregnant with Noal- Years before that I was having a surprise party in Ireland with my gals Janey & Elsie May & my Irish Mam...And years before that I was skydiving in Australia...Point is years role by, each one different from the last & I'm thankful for each & everyone...

To end the day snuggling with my little family that I so desperately wanted & love, I'd watch Salmon Fishing in the Yemen anyday...

Happy Birthday to Me!!!