I recently celebrated my 39th birthday, my first birthday as a mom. It felt really different this year – good different.
Usually, I am so excited about my nearing birthday that I start counting the days from the 1st of June. Silly right? I plan ways to celebrate the day with friends and family, I think about the gifts I would love to receive, and the bubbling of excitement just grows inside my belly with each passing day. I would thrive on the attention I got on my birthday. It was a day all about ME and celebrating ME with all the delightful Facebook birthday posts and the non-stop pinging of my phone reminding me that more well-wishes await. L O L!
This year though, that fact that my birthday was days away kept slipping my mind. I was constantly caught off guard by the realisation that we were already in the month of June. My mind was focussed on Kresten’s turning 10 months old, his next visit to the baby clinic, the ‘date afternoon’ that my hubby and I arranging, it was on writing blogs and creating a new website, it was on celebrating Father’s Day with Anton and my dad.
You see my life and my existence was no longer about me. Now I know for most this could sound alarming, but for me it brought lightness, a joy…. a fullness and a freedom that I did not expect. Yet I marvelled in it.
My birthday was here and my darling husband was so excited that he was up before the sun. During the early hours of the morning every time I would stir in my sleep, I would hear his voice “Happy Birthday Honey”. To which I would reply “No, I am not waking up yet”. The memory of it makes me giggle. We continued this sing song about THREE TIMES before I finally gave in and accepted my good morning kiss. He offered to make me coffee and quickly hopped out of bed only to return serving up a steaming cuppa, along with my FAVOURITE perfume. WOOHOO! With our little boy tucked in with us, we enjoyed some sweet birthday morning snuggles. It was just the best.
So it seems my birthday surprise this year was not only wrapped up in the sweet scent of Bvlgari Omnia Coral. It was years of wishing and of prayers and dreams – all wonderfully realised.
It was understanding contentment like never before.
It was the revelation of my greatest treasure, my husband and my baby boy.