Wednesday, June 11, 2008

The joys of 39

Feeling odd, a little contemplative... tomorrow is my thirty-ninth birthday and I just cannot get excited about it. Probly 'cause I'm getting so *OLD. It's hard to get excited when you are so dadgum OLD! Come to think of it... old and pregnant. Where are my Depends?

heh. I amuse myself.

Tonite is Dadguy's church night, which usually means he takes off around 8:30 PM and gets back around 11:00. More often that not the girls go down easily these nights. I simply explain that there can be no messing around, and for some reason they listen. Not so much with Birdie tonight.

She has been up and down innumerable times to go pee one last time, ask for a snack, look for a snuggly, go pee one last time, get a drink of water, go pee one last time. This last trip I was laying on the bed reading a book when she snuck up on me and started picking at my toes. I thought I was gonna have an aneurysm, scared me so bad!

Now, I usually will only tuck her in two or three times a night before I am done, at which time I will simply point in the general direction of her room and say something maternal and loving like, "ENOUGH. Good NIGHT."

Tonight I ask her what is up, and she tells me that she has figured out what she will give me for my birthday.

"What is it?" I ask.
"It's something special that I can give you any time, but I'm going to give it to you for your birthday." She has that secretive little six year old smile going, and I'm a sucker, so I ask again what it is.
"It's what I know you really want."
"Is it a hug?" I'm sure I have got her.
"No, it's more special that just a hug," she is gleeful that I am playing along after hours.
"It's a kiss then?"
"No," she smiles, and I see tears in her eyes as her voice deepens with emotion, "it's the love and the joy in my heart that goes to your heart. It's that special joy that makes us a family."

aaaand now Mama is crying. And Birdie gets herself tucked in just one last time (again) tonight.

Ain't life grand? Almost makes it worth it to be getting so flippin' OLD.

* this is a joke people. Ha ha?

13 comments:

Anonymous said...

*Sniff*
I got all teary and she's not even my kid. ADORABLE.

Superwoman said...

Happy Birthday! Hope it's a great day for you and not just another day like it usually is for me!

Blogarita said...

Happy Birthday! What a great gift!

moo said...

Happy Birthday! What a great kid you have!

Mama D said...

Happy Birthday Bon!! You are so TOTALLY not old. Sheesh!

Your daughter is an amazing girl. I hope that one day mine will say something that cool to me.

xoxoxo, Have a great day!

Mama D said...

Happy Birthday Bon!! You are so TOTALLY not old. Sheesh!

Your daughter is an amazing girl. I hope that one day mine will say something that cool to me.

xoxoxo, Have a great day!

The Absent Minded Housewife said...

How come when my oldest kid pulled that baloney it wasn't because of family love but because we found an ant in his underpants biting his unbiteables?

The Absent Minded Housewife said...

Oh, happy birdy...heh.

Fantastagirl said...

Happy Birthday! Oh she is a sweetie!

Bob said...

Happy Birthday. Well, assuming you make it through the night that is, being so old and all, LOL!

Jo said...

There is nothing more you could ask for is there? Sweet, darling girl. Gotcha.
Happy Birthday! You are just a baby in my book!

Anonymous said...

Oh my goodness! That's quite a gift. Amazing girl - must be.

And happy belated birthday. I hope you had a great day.

sari said...

Happy late birthday!

And your daughter is so sweet because she has YOU for a Mama. Don't forget that!

And, for the record, you are not old. Because if YOU are old, then I am, and I am NOT. Even though I'm 42.

So there.