Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Happy Birthday!

When I was younger I used to set my alarm to 5:46 AM on Feburary 23. That was the time I was born. I guess I liked to be awake when I actually turned a year older. Now I'm older and wiser. I sleep in!

Well that is, I try to sleep in. But Nye, being the sweet guy he is, must have wanted to be the first to officially let me know it's my birthday. He woke me up at 1 am to wish me a happy birthday-he couldn't stop screaming it. He even gave me a gift (FYI: if you were thinking of getting me a soaking wet diaper-I've got all I need. Thanks.).

Nye must have sensed my birthday hadn't happened yet, so he woke up at 2:15, 3:30, 4:28, and 5:40. He even gave me two more gifts to help build the excitment! Well 5:40 did it. I was awake for my birthday. Thank you little man. He must have known because he didn't wake up again till 7:30. (See, he didn't wake up anywhere in 6 o'clock hour. Yay!)

I really wanted Nye to just stop screaming and go to sleep. As I was moping about this being a lousy start to another year, I decided to be zen about it. So I repeated my new parenting mantra: "It's not about me." Somewhere in my sleep deprived state, I realized how true this was. My birthday wasn't about me. :D It was about my mom, who was probably just as awake and possibly screaming as loudly as Nye during the same night hours 26 years ago.

Thanks for the reminder little guy, you rock.

Thanks for birth Mom, you rock. :)

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