Around my birthday I like to reflect on the year gone by and look back at my blog at how I was feeling the previous year around my birthday. Reading over last year’s birthday post
, I can safely say things are a lot better this year. It seems Rudi was at home for my birthday last year too (suddenly I see a pattern) and that we fought…luckily that didn’t happen this year. I was pregnant last year as well, but sick as a dog, which is also not true this year. Also…my grandfather was on his way into hospital to have a portion of his cancerous colon removed.
A lot has happened in my life between ages 27 and 28. I have been changed to the core. I have been through the toughest thing I’ve had to go through in my life so far and I made it through the other side with a few battle scars. I’m kind of in the same place as what I was a year ago, pregnant, unsure of the future, but I’m happy. I finally told My Evil Mother exactly where to get off and it feels good.
We didn’t do much for my birthday. As I get older it’s becoming less and less of a big deal. I still get super excited about Christmas though, so I’m not too worried about myself. Rudi took me out to breakfast. We went to Mugg and Bean and I had some blueberry flap jacks with cream and syrup. Nom nom nom. Directly after this meal the headache from hell (which I’ve had since Sunday) decides to make a comeback…and why don’t you just feel dizzy and disoriented while we’re at it?
So we came home for some couch time. We started watching a movie, but I decided to nap on the couch since my head was feeling as if it had connected with a baseball bat earlier. Rudi and Amber decided to follow suit:
After watching some How I Met Your Mother we went to my grandparents for supper. My grandmother had somehow overestimated my age and put a “29” on my cake instead of a “28”. She did, however, manage to fix it:
Chocolate Birthday Cake
Sorry for the crappy cell phone pics!
My grandfather gave me the most GORGEOUS gift. I kind of asked for it and am so happy he decided to get it for me. It’s a gold pendant in the shape of our church symbol (in case you’re wondering where you’ve seen it before):
Pendant from my grandfather
After we came home, Sarah and Brad came over to bring my gift. Sarah had gotten me some socks (to match hers), beaded hair clips, earrings and a diamante ‘H’ for my keys. My aunt got me small gel candles, rose scented shower gel and body lotion and a small glass grand piano on a mirror. I don’t know. She buys odd gifts. I should probably tell her I’m not into billions of ornaments and already have too much stuff cluttering up my life. I hate clutter, yet I seem to be very good at creating it.
So Friday is the scan. Day after tomorrow. I was having a chat to Nellie on the phone last night (if you can call an hour long conversation a chat) and realized I’m a little more freaked out than I let on. I might just go lie on that bed and close my eyes and not look. Who am I kidding? I could never do that. I always look. I look no matter how gruesome something promises to be. I’m going to look. I looked with James. I scrutinized with James. I wanted to know. I want to know now…I need to know, but I don’t want to know.
I’m a mess.