Monday, November 18, 2013

A very merry unbirthday...

Today I am wishing myself a happy half birthday- it is officially 6 months until I turn 30! My best friend Stacey (whose birthday is two days before mine) and I celebrated this weekend with a perfectly appropriate half a pie!

Key lime! Yum!

I can't say the thought of 30 doesn't throw me off every once in a while. I was at the oh-so-fun girlie doctor recently who informed that when I turn 30 I'll only have to have Paps done once every 3 years. I momentarily thought to myself that that will be nice in a few years before she said, "so next year will be your last one for 3 years" and I nearly choked realizing that 30 isn't a few years away, it's only a few months!

I also had someone tell me about a candidate she was recommending to be hired in our office. She said, "oh, she's really young, like 29 or 30" and I briefly thought that wasn't all that young (yes, it IS young, I thoroughly believe that, but in the world of teaching it isn't as much). Then again it hit me, I'M 29, and it is VERY young!

Somewhere in my head I apparently have myself convinced that I'm 25 or 26.

In any case, in the moments that I begin to dread and fear this next decade, I quickly realize just how blessed I am to have each and every day that I do. I worked with a lady who told me how every year she is so happy on her birthday and she says, "Yes! Thank you God for another year! I am so happy to be 52!" (and illustrated with a cute little happy dance). It struck me as odd, then I thought, what an amazing perspective to have on life! Instead of counting down the days until you die, why not count up the days you've been blessed with?

And, though I hate to go here, to be completely honest I truly am blessed to have these days. When I was born the median life expectancy for someone with cystic fibrosis was somewhere in the teens. The current predicted age of survival is in the mid-30s, a number that may seem daunting, but to which I've paid very little attention (I had to look it up right now). To me, the numbers mean very little; they are not a death sentence nor a goal, just a sign of where research has brought us today, and a reminder of the amazing things that have happened in my lifetime.

So, instead of my phrasing on my Facebook, I am not on a downhill slope towards 30, I am on an uphill climb to bigger and better things. Thank you, God. I am so happy to be 29.5!

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Happy birthday James!

My very tiny caterpillar isn't so little anymore! And it's been almost a month since the party and I have yet to post any pictures!

I love crafting (as I mentioned in my Halloween post) and I love themed birthday parties, so I had a great time putting together a Very Hungry Caterpillar party for James.


The decor was a lot of fun. Of course there was a lot of Pinterest inspiration, but I did have fun coming up with some ideas of my own.


We had lots of people come to celebrate, and we had a great time.


On the day of his actual birthday (the day following the party), we got a nice big cake for James to dive into so we could take pictures just like we did with Drew. But just like at the party (and just like his big brother), he really wasn't all that interested in the cake. Perhaps gluten-free*, egg-free cake isn't all that tasty?


Can you believe how much he's grown?


Now he's just about ready to take off walking. While he's been taking steps on his own for a couple of weeks now, just in the last few days he's actually started taking off on his own a bit and walking several feet before giving up and going for the crawl.

Happy birthday big boy!

*I don't know if I've gotten around to mentioning it on here, but in addition to the diagnosed allergies of egg and sesame, we suspect that James has issues with wheat as well. *Le sigh....*