I've been dreading turning 30 since the day I turned 29. It's just a scary number. It means you're an adult. And I don't consider myself an adult. I still feel like I'm in my early 20's.
But I couldn't avoid turning 30. It happened. I got to spend my birthday weekend with the people I love. That made it bearable.
The night before my birthday my friends threw me a surprise baby shower/birthday party. I'll post about that later. On my actual birthday, we went to the Fiesta Island dog park. I'll post about that later too.
On Sunday, we went to my parent's house to celebrate my and Robin's birthdays. My sister and I grew up sharing a birthday party, since our birthdays are only 5 days apart. My mom made her delicious cinnamon strussel cake. I officially did not have my baby on my birthday. Phew!
Baby update: he still hasn't arrived yet. Six more days until my official due date, but I am ready now. I've heard plenty of women say the last few weeks are uncomfortable, but I had no idea it would be this bad. Once my belly dropped, I've had lower abdomen all day and all night. It hurts to sit, stand, and lay down. The only activity I really enjoy is swimming. Right now I wish I was lounging in a heated pool. I know I'm at the end, but it sure is going by slow. Skyler and I are both so excited for the baby to get here. Last night I dreamt that I had a baby girl. That would be quite a surprise! Hopefully just a few more days. I'll try to do better at keeping updated.
1 comment:
You look taller than Robin! You can't be 30! You'll always be my little girl!
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