I am only 26 for, like, one more week.
And then I will be 27.
That's like a whole new level of 20s my peeps.
Now when I say, "Hi! I'm a 27-year-old married mother of two"...it's going to sound...so...official.
But in honor of one of my favorite days of the year--the day of my birth--I'm going to tell everyone what I want.
So because I am pregnant, I really DON'T want any clothes or money for clothes. No thank you.
I also don't want any shoes, because I noticed last night that my feet were swollen.
I would really like a gift card to The Target, the Tar-jay. I could spend oh so much money there.
I would also maybe like a little bit of cash to spend in Phoenix when I visit over Easter. I kind of want to buy a cute little baby thing or two.
I would REALLY, REALLY like a spa day. Think massage, facial and the works. Most days I struggle to feel pretty in this expanding body that harbors yet another man-fetus, so anything that will make me feel pretty or relaxed would be amazing.
A cupcake. Duh.
A date night with my husband. I haven't had one of those in awhile. I would like to go out to dinner with him, ice cream and then a movie. Please someone find it in the kindness of their hearts to allow this.
And that's pretty much it. :)
Any maybe some pizza. That's what I crave these days. Pizza and a bowl of Rice Krispies cereal with tons of blueberries thrown in.