
Birthdays were always a big deal for me growing up. My mom has a wonderful concept of "celebration" and each year we did something special, including hearing mom's story about my birth and an Aebelskiever breakfast (danish pancakes). Obsessed with having a fantastic party, I always started planning months in advance, regardless if it was to be big or small. I think Meghan and I hung streamers in the same places for about 8 years. (Okay..so I'm hoping this picture was taken EARLY middle school. Meg, please don't hurt me...I know we look goofy, but it's just too funny!)
As I've grown up I lost interest in streamers and months of planning, but not in celebration. However, since I left Bluefield birthdays quickly became potentially depressing. My friends lived all over the country, and the fact that I moved every couple of years did not help. In fact, even Nick and I have never been able to celebrate together since my birthday always fell in the middle of one of his out of town trips. That is...until this year.
This year, when I have no friends or family who are local has been one of the best birthdays I could hope for. In part, that was because of cards and messages I received full of affirmation and love. Mostly, however, it was because of a gift from my parents. My mom came to Madison and spent a week loving on all three of us. We ate out for the first time in forever, I got to watch Noah delight in his grandmother (not to mention the benefit of having a grandmother arond to help), and then she sent Nick and I away for a day to enjoy an indoor waterpark and time together. Nick gave me strict instructions to forget about our current state of unemployment and treated me to a fabulously romantic dinner complete with white chocolate cheese cake!
I haven't had a full day of not taking care of Noah since September. It probably took 2-3 hours for either of us to settle into the concept of "alone time." However, knowing that Noah was with mom, made it much easier to leave. Those two have had a unique opportunity to spend a lot of time together from the very beginning, and they already have a special bond. It is such a joyful experience watching Grandma Goodson and Noah play together. As I sit back and see my family developing, I have the great joy of knowing that my son is loved and my husband is respected. That in itself is the most validating gift I could hope for this birthday.