Well I am officially “30-something” instead of just thirty. My birthday was on Friday and passed fairly uneventfully. It was a nice day though, starting with getting breakfast brought to me in bed by my beautiful and thoughtful children (even if the littlest one stole a piece of my toast). I then called in on mum and dad to pick up my prezzies. I then spent a lovely morning with my craft group girls knitting up a storm, eating cake and smooching brand new babies (this is Gus, his twin Fred was being smooched by someone else and no I am not clucky… I’m not I’m not I’m not)
That night I was treated like a queen and served a delicious home made chicken Parma made by my man. He slaved away in the kitchen preparing and cooking it all for us after being at work all day. It was delicious, the best parmigiana I’ve had in ages.
I don’t feel any different and I’m yet to notice any new wrinkles or gray hairs appearing so I’m happy with that.
SO much has changed in my life since turning 30, it’s amazing how things can move in such a different direction to where you think you’re going. And while there are heaps of challenges and frustrations that I’m dealing with at the moment I am so much happier than I have been in a long time and I feel a lot more in control of what happens in my life. A lot of that has to do with Trent (the happiness part, not just the challenges lol) and I am so thankful that he found me when he did. He is fantastic at keeping me grounded when I get carried away as well as calming me down when things get too stressful.
Anyway, Koby turns ten tomorrow, but I will write about that then. For now I’m relaxing on the couch in an empty house relishing in the peace and quiet after a very long and noisy weekend. I think Trigger is thankful for the silence as well. However short lived it may be.