This is my first time blogging. I've been thinking about it for a long time. I was always timid, thinking I didn't have anything relevant to say (or write).
But my birthday is Friday the 9th, and I'm going to be 33. I know so many women who freak out about turning 30 and at the thought of getting older. I, fortunatley, was not like that. I am still not like that. I feel good. I realize I'm a lil bit older, but I still feel like that same 25 year old Diva.
The job situation is cool, and so is the marriage. Well, it is now. He better be planning something good for my Bday. I made sure he had a good Bday last month. Not trying to be petty or on some tit for tat BS, but my Bday is the only day of the year that's all about me. No anniversary to share, no planning kids Bday parties or cooking for the holidays. It just for me. I think any mother can understand that.
I tried to get my 9 year old to tell me what daddy had planned but she wouldn't budge. I was asking my husband about it on the sly but he was oblivious. But we'll see.