My birthday is this week and I’m trying to look forward to it, I always love birthdays.
But mostly what I think about is that I won’t get a phone call from my Dad this year.
Won’t hear him yell excitedly into the phone “Hey girl, how ya feelin, whooooo Happy Birthday!”
Won’t get to drink a brandy and coke with him, won’t ever have my 500 partner back.
I sort of just want this week to be over.
It’s easier to cope when keeping busy with regular life, we’re now watching a 4 mo. old ~25 hrs. a week too. And much easier to be happy when your toddler is in the cutest stage ever:
She’s suddenly started talking in sentences the past week too. One day I was impressed that she said two words together “shoe on” and then a few days later she was saying “I go outside get the balls!” “I want get down mama!” Craziness.
Haha just realized I started writing this post crying my eyes out and am smiling now, so thankful for my baby girl.