I remember at my baby shower just before Evan was born, my mom telling me, "Soak it up, because this is the last time it'll be all about you. That's just the way it is." She was right.
I turned 26 yesterday, and thanks to my friend, Stephanie, who brought me a birthday cake complete with candles during our play-date, and a gift certificate to get a pedicure...and thanks to my husband Shaun who took the kids to Burger King when they woke and brought me my breakfast in bed this morning because he felt bad for having to work so hard yesterday...it's not so bad. Stephanie's son, Ethan, sang a lovely rendition of the birthday song to me, and there's nothing like being serenaded from a three-year-old. The kids took good naps because they were so exhausted from playing, and to top it off, Shaun did take a break from his work to go get ice cream from the store, and I have to say that if my real husband has work to do, Chubby Hubby will always be an acceptable substitute. Always.
