Yesterday was my birthday.
It was a wonderful day being thoroughly surprised by my husband, cupcakes at work, and lots of hugs from my amazing boys.
There are a few more birthday wishes I wouldn’t have minded receiving for my birthday though:
- How about some sleep? The night before my birthday was another long one with Mr. Brian. So I spent my first day of being 32 with rather large dark circles under my eyes. I’m trying to remember that he just goes through these cycles and soon we’ll be back on a really good sleeping pattern.
- A bump up on some waiting lists. We’ve been impatiently waiting to get some in-home support for a long time. And we’re on a 6-9 month waiting list for the Lurie Center for Autism at Mass General. We could really use a little bit more extra help and we could use it now.
- A housekeeper. Hey, a girl can dream right? I have pretty much given up on ever having a clean, organized home while I work full-time. It’s just not going to happen.
- A winning powerball ticket. I guess that means I actually have to play the lottery though, right?
- Someone who will take all the calories out of my food for me. You know like Peter did in the dream sequence on The Sweetest Thing. Am I the only one that remembers/watched that movie?
- A positive pregnancy test. Just throwing that out there. Every one and their mother knows we’re trying because I was such a loud mouth about it in the months leading up to our wedding. I honestly thought it was just going to happen. And every one and their mother asks me every month if I’m pregnant yet. Believe me, I won’t be shy about yelling it from the rooftops when it does happen. 13 months of trying to conceive just sucks.
- My sanity. I think it’s around here somewhere.
- A vacation. Hey, we’re going on one at the end of August so this one will come true! I can’t wait to have a week off with the three most important men in my life!
- Balance. Hahaha, the unattainable balance between me time, my family, my social life, work, my hobbies, and so on.
- You know screw all of this and just give me a cure for autism. Yup, there I said it. Everyone in the autism world know’s there is this big disagreement between parents and individuals with autism on whether or not we would cure autism if we could. People say that taking away a person’s autism changes who they are. I call bullshit. My son’s personality, his smile, his giggles, his ability to find the good in the bad, his kindness- that’s all him. The upset stomach, GI issues, inability to talk and then be so frustrated, the difficulty sleeping, the self-injurious behaviors and so on- that’s his autism. I want him to be happy and healthy. That’s not too much to ask.