Ben turned 3 and I turned 31 on Monday.
My sweet friends Erika and Galina surprised us with door decorations on our front door when we opened it up in the morning:
Last weekend, we started the birthday celebrations with some time spent in Frankenmuth at the Bavarian Inn with Grammy and Mike. Of course, Grammy spoiled Ben with a few too many presents! 🙂
The cheesy photo that is starting to become a tradition. Although this is the last year we can do it as a family of 3. Luckily, we spotted one with 4 “head holes” so that we can eventually include baby sis.
Out next birthday trip was to Chicago the next weekend. We re-visited the Museum of Science and Industry again since it was such a hit last time. Ben loved the Legos exhibit, the trains, and the baby chick hatchery (especially this little chick that kept kicking up sawdust…he laugh so loud and so long that I thought we might get kicked out).
Ben met a new babysitter and her boyfriend who is a PE teacher for preschoolers; needless to say they hit it off from the moment we dropped him off. While he was with the sitter we went to a reunion with several of my former co-workers and friends from UIC College Prep. It was so great to catch up with them. Several of them have not seen me since June 2013, 3 years ago, when I was almost exactly as pregnant as I am now. The running joke was that I should probably see a doctor about this ongoing watermelon-sized lump that has persisted in my stomach for 3 years…
On Sunday we hung out with Ben’s good friend Oli and our dear friends Joanna and Tom, who are also expecting baby #2 anytime now. We ate a yummy brunch at Eggy’s and played in a cute park.
Then we headed back to Ben’s favorite place downtown (the Bean) and discovered a new favorite (Cloud Gate fountains). Last time we were here the water wasn’t on, so Ben had a blast splashing around.
On our way out of town we grabbed ice cream and the essential bag of Garrett’s popcorn. Ben fell asleep almost immediately and slept almost the entire way home. Out of our desire to not wake him, we never stopped for food but instead ate almost the entire bag of popcorn. Later Sunday night I got super nauseous and feverish with some chills. I started getting more frequent contractions and eventually threw up, but felt pretty weak, queasy, and out of it afterward. Although I suspected the popcorn had something to do with it, I was terrified that I was going into labor. On June 5th. Which would likely mean an arrival date of June 6th. Exactly like with Ben 3 years ago. I was determined to NOT have yet another baby on my birthday, so I went to bed praying. Luckily I woke up June 6th feeling much better. 🙂
On Monday, on our actual birthday day, we went for a lovely outdoor dinner at Real Seafood Co.
Then we came home to blow out candles and open presents. Up until that moment Ben had lately been denying that it was Mommy’s birthday too. It was all his, and I was fine with that. Having minimized the mention of it being my birthday too, we gave him all the attention. But right after he blew out his 3 candles, he sweetly said: “And now it’s Mommy’s turn.” Be still, my heart.
I’d say our 3rd and 31st birthdays were a success.