This week I turned 30.
Loved it. I got to have a fancy-schmancy dinner with the husband, and even though the evening went a little weird after dessert (i.e. I got annoyed cos' he told me we had to go home suddenly)... it turned out to be totally worth the slight emotional breakdown because I had a surprise party waiting for me back home. Had no idea.
I admit I am not great at receiving surprises on the outside (facial expression, etc.) and I think I just looked stunned the whole evening. And my brain got fuzzy too- when a couple friends wished me, "Happy Birthday" and gave me a hug I said, "Happy Birthday!" back. Um. No.
But I was glad. I felt loved and I know there was a lot of work put into it. Thanks!
It was awesome knowing I was cared for and that friends wanted to celebrate with me! Plus I got gifts which is also always a big bonus. Don't all come rushing over to check out my whistling garden gnome! (I know. Quirky gifts probably mean I'm a quirky person. It is ok. I'm dealing with the reality.)
I ended my 'birthday week' (as if I'm Oprah or Ellen or one of those) with a lovely cafe brunch (coffee and a plate of pancakes) with some close friends. It was a sweet week.
I'm not afraid of being thirty. Truth is that it could be easier now that I have Toby. Or maybe because I married someone eight years older- so I'm always the 'young wife' hhahaha. Or maybe it will catch up with me in a few months. I'm not sure.
PRE-MIDDLE AGE CRISIS?
But I have done something crazy. I've signed up for a marathon. Yup a whole whopping 42km.
Today I ran 1.6km. I need to multiply that by TWENTY SIX TIMES.
I have wanted to take on a full marathon but not like now! However when the Auckland Marathon registrations opened, I thought hard about it and figured that life is not going to get less busy nor am I going to get more 'ready' to do it, so I might as well try now.
I'm trying to be as realistic as I can about it. I'm prepared to see the podiatrist, the physio, etc. We'll see...
INFERTILITY AWARENESS WEEK
Veering off to another topic- It has been Infertility Awareness Week in the States (and Canada? Not sure.). And Mother's Day is round the corner for us here in NZ (which is pretty much kinda like inverted-infertility-awareness weeks for some of us)...
So here's a couple links if you feel like a browse:
I liked Every Week is Infertility Awareness Week by Stirrup Queens as it is a bit raw but touches on how infertility doesn't necessarily have an end for certain people.
And on a different note I love the honesty in this one, The Ugly Truth.
That's me for now.
Here's a photo! Us having gelato after the fancy dinner. (I love my husband.)