Well, today is my 36th birthday. I pretty much felt sorry for myself all day.

My well-meaning husband, who is currently out-of-town, sent me a "happy birthday" text at 6:30 am. Usually I would be up by then, but I happened to sleep very poorly and was probably getting the best sleep of the night about then. Then, I couldn't even do my morning devotion because one of my children slept on the couch, and the other one was in my bed. So, there was no comfortable place for me to go. Next I decided to check my checking account online and then pay bills. Probably not the best idea to do on your birthday morning. I then started on washing the never-ending laundry that 6 people living in one household create. During all of this, my 5 and 7 year olds (finally awake) never acknowledged my birthday (of course not!) which made me feel even sorrier for myself. Pathetic, I know.

Next, I went to run errands - bank, post office, dollar store, etc. Nothing fun and nothing for ME!!! During this time my husband called and asked me if I was having a "good birthday morning". Well, I resonded with "it's just not that big of a deal", which he responded with "wow, your finally getting it"......what? He actually was agreeing with me? Didn't he know that he should've responded with "Don't be silly.......it IS A BIG DEAL"....So, then I got huffy and ended that call.

So, the rest of the day got better. I went to my daughter's soccer game, took a nap (that was the best part of the day), and then went to church this evening. It was an awesome service, but, none-the-less, I still felt slightly sorry for myself.

Here's the reason and my dad pointed this out to me yesterday. When I was growing up, BIRTHDAYS were a BIG DEAL. And I made my family celebrate my birthday for the WHOLE week!!! I really thought it was pretty special that this was the day I was BORN however many years ago. But not anymore. I have four kids. I have lots of obligations. They don't just stop and marvel at the fact that I happened to be born 36 years ago.

I should interject here that I had lots of friends and family call me and text me a happy birthday....which was really nice!

So, as of right now, I'm pretty much over this whole deal. Not that next year I probably won't feel sorry for myself again, but for '09 I'm done. I'm going to go crawl in bed with my box of sweetearts and read........now that's a pretty good way to end my birthday!