Yesterday William and I had our Birthday. William turned 4, and I turned 32.
Ben and I decorated the night before, so William could wake up to balloons and streamers and know that it was his big day. On top of it, I got him his favorite food for breakfast, so he and the kids were excited to eat donuts first thing in the morning.
We then let him open his presents before Ben left for work. He is really in to Rescue Bots, so we got him a bunch of those, and a really cool water gun. He was thrilled.
We both opened cards from Grandma and Grandpa Belnap and Kelsey.
William got one with a chicken dancing, that he thought was hilarious.
The rest of the morning and afternoon were pretty normal. William played with his Rescue Bots and got his favorite lunch, macaroni and cheese. I tried to remind him how special he was and how much we loved him.
It was a normal day for me, aside from me starting to feel really, really crummy as the day went on.
I was feeling very sick by late afternoon, but mustered up enough energy to make a cake for William. He wanted a race car cake, and for me growing up, the Birthday cake was always a big deal. I wanted to make it special for William.
For feeling so sick, I think it turned out really well. William LOVED it, and would just sit on the stool and look at it throughout the day.
For the past month, there has been one specific Rescue Bot that William has been begging for day in and day out. I finally told him that the mailman would bring it on his Birthday, so he would stop begging me for it. He has literally been counting down the days for weeks now.
I ordered the toy a few weeks ago, and planned on planting it in the mailbox on his Birthday, for him to find. A couple days ago, I opened the box to make sure I had the right toy...and it was the wrong one! I completely panicked. It was the only thing William had been asking for! I called every store I could think of, and all of them were out. So, I ordered it online, and even though it was supposed to take a week to get here, I prayed and prayed and prayed that it would somehow get here in 2 days.
We were blessed with a tender mercy, and it got here right on time. I am SO grateful!
|William getting the mail key and all ready to go to the mailbox.|
|Opening the mailbox....he was so excited!|
|It is here!|
|Finally, the long awaited for "Heat Wave Rescue Bot"|
He was beyond thrilled to finally have this toy in his hands, and he has played and played and played with it.
I came down with a fever and chills that afternoon, and just tried to take care of everyone and keep people happy until Ben got home.
Ben got home, and we went to dinner. The only place I could eat was a BBQ place, so we went there. It was good, and filled our tummies.
When we got home, we sang to William and he blew out his candles. He blew out his candles with so much gusto, we were all laughing. Everyone ate cake, and I went to bed feeling absolutely horrible. Pretty sure it's a sinus infection. Who gets a sinus infection in June? Oh yeah, I guess I do.
One of my friends had set up a celebration for me at Kneaders, which meant so much to me and was something that I had been looking forward to all day, to make the day feel special and out of the ordinary for me, but I ended up being too sick to go. This was the last straw for me, and after I texted her and told her I couldn't go while battling a fever, chills, and horrible sinus pressure and pain, I finally broke down for a little while and let myself cry. Not exactly the greatest Birthday for me, but I guess that is how it goes being the mom, getting sick, and trying so hard to make it a great day for someone you love so much.
I am getting backsplash for my Birthday. I am looking forward to that, and it should be here in a couple weeks. Hopefully we can get it up and done when it gets here. It will be beautiful.
No matter what though, William had a great day, and I could see the sparkle in his eye of someone that felt loved, special, and important on his big day. That is always what I hope to see, so I would say it was a day well done.
|He crashed on the couch while playing with his Rescue Bots and with remnants of chocolate cake still on his face.|