This
weekend I celebrated my 34th birthday. Hard to believe, I know. In
fact, I’ve been contemplating beginning to lie and say I’m a mere 32 but
given my journey is about self-acceptance that seems to be a bit off
the path!
To
kick off my birthday, I had dinner with four very dear friends from
college. To think, a few years ago the five of us would gather each
week to watch The OC, fawn over Seth and Ryan and enjoy a veritable
smorgasbord of Chinese food. This year, as we all gathered at the table
of a delicious french bistro, we sat down as working moms. Joking over
the challenges that we face balancing the needs of head-strong toddlers
with the needs of head-strong employers! Underlying it all was a
feeling of pride that we are ‘doing it all’. It may not be easy and
some days it may not be pretty but over pink champagne and french
desserts, it certainly was rewarding and one day our kids will know how
strong we are, that we made our own way and opened more opportunities
for them.
After
dinner we met up with some other friends at a bar for drinks and
laughs. I spent the following day, the actual day of my birth, with my
parents and Grace. A blissful day spent mostly outside, trying to fly a
kite that said “for ages 9 and up” and we realized we may learn to fly
by the time Grace turns 9. For now, we need to go with a simpler
version!
I
will admit, I had a few pangs of missing having “someone special” on my
birthday but then when I looked around, I realized I celebrated in
total with about 15 someone specials which makes me a very lucky girl.
One of the girls from college said it best, “I have been on a "girlfriends high" since Saturday...to the point where I didn't even have a case of the Mondays today.”
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