What's new right? I tend to feel sorry for myself a lot. Today is my birthday. I'm 44. I don't mind birthdays. When my parents were alive I LOVED my birthdays. They had such a way of making me feel so special on my birthday. Gifts were thought out, dinner was planned, guests invited. Birthdays were a big deal. Fast forward to now when they aren't here and my birthday just becomes another day. My girls were happy to wish me a happy birthday today. And Caroline felt so badly that she couldn't give me a gift. I realize that it hurts my girls when I don't get anything.
We did go to Liz and John's wedding today. What a way to spend my birthday!
My girls were so excited to go to a real wedding! That's what happens when you have a Mom obsessed with Four Weddings, Say Yes to the Dress, and My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding.
I had to pull up 4 different updos on youtube to do my girls' hair. Megan wanted her hair and make-up to be like Bella Swan's from Breaking Dawn Part 1. Did you know there are tutorials on youtube for that? I'm quite proud of how it turned out!
Each girl wanted something different. Brigid even had a fancy hair doodad.
They were so thrilled to be dressed up. Abby loves this dress. (FYI it's a consignment find. In fact every dress my girls have on, mine included, is a consignment find) And she has on the shoes Megan wore to her First Communion.
While driving to the church, Caroline said, "You know what Momma? Today we look RICH." She even caught the bouquet! Adorable!
The wedding was so beautiful and simple complete with a cake reception in the church basement. Liz is the daughter of Brigid's Godparents. Brigid considers her a "Godsister".
We came home and just vegetated in front of the television watching Mall Cop, then a documentary on the Titanic, then Pawn Stars. Pretty random right? I told the girls this was how I wanted to spend my birthday with them.
At almost 6 (almost an hour late) the ex showed up to pick up the girls for his week's vacation. He is mad at me right now for the therapy visit on Wed. So instead of a "happy birthday" or the understanding that I will be without my girls for a week, he couldn't get the girls in the car fast enough to drive away. Now I don't expect my ex to gush that it is my birthday but I remind you that I have the girls get a gift for him at every stinking holiday. Father's Day the girls picked out a Bible for him. He gets something for Valentine's Day, his birthday, St. Patrick's Day, and Christmas. I don't get him the gifts to make myself feel better. I know what it means to THE GIRLS that THEY give him a gift. They can hardly wait until he gets to the door so they can spring the gifts on him. That makes MY heart feel good. Yet each and every holiday I receive nothing. So this evening I watched the loves of my life drive down the street on my birthday feeling pretty damn empty. My life was driving away on the day that is supposed to celebrate my life.
So I picked up dinner for myself and went to the Family Dollar store. I had to pick up some bathroom cleaner. Yay me. I had no reason to rush home so I just walked up and down each aisle taking my time. Kinda nice to do that. Then I saw that they now carry wall quote decals. I love quotes. I have them all over my kitchen, dining room, and living room. Quotes constantly remind me of what I need to treasure in my family; in God. And lo and behold there was a Godwink sitting there. A decal with my favorite Bible verse:
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" ~Philippians 4:13
Just a little reminder that, although I am sitting by myself on my birthday, I can do anything through Christ.
So tonight I am savoring the quiet time to be introspective. I'll work hard to not dwell on the fact that my children are gone for the week. I'll use this time to finish up the organizational kick I'm on. I'll help my friends get their house ready before they leave for Russia to bring home their new son and daughter. I'll relax. I'll meditate and pray. I'll enjoy the quiet. I'll try at least.
My Life in a Nut Shell
3 surgeries for Endometriosis, countless medications, and lots of difficult years trying to conceive. We put the medical stuff on hold and decided to work on being parents instead. In July of 2000 we were blessed beyond all measure with a phone call announcing the birth of our daughter, Megan. Megan's birth mother had given birth the day before and was leaving the hospital. We had no warning that Megan was coming. At 4:29 in the afternoon we were a couple, at 4:30 we were parents. Deciding that we wanted a sibling for Megan, we looked into all our options. This time insurance covered IVF. One round and we were blessed with triplets, Abigail, Brigid, and Caroline. Did you know that there is a 70% chance of divorce in families of Higher Order Multiples? Almost two years after the triplets were born my ex-husband and I separated and eventually divorced. During that time both my Mother and Father passed away from cancer. In February of 2007 my sister came to live with us to help out. In December of 2008 she had to leave so now it is me on my own with the girls. In February 2010, Lisa passed away and finally found her own Peace.