Tomorrow I turn 28. Little Bear turns 19 months. Last year I wrote a similar post about how LB and I celebrated our birthdays (Gymboree and a coffee/milk date) and this year I’m expecting the same, sans Gymboree. We go to classes Wednesday and Thursday and Friday is our free day, usually spent at the park by the Coral Gables Youth Center and the Coral Gables Library.
Also like this time last year, I am barely recovered from our Disney trip. I’m not sure what I’m more excited for. To turn 28 or to finally get a day off of work. Today is my 11th day of work in a row. Tomorrow marks the 12th. In a strange way, I’m more excited for the day after my birthday, when I can sleep in and not get woken up by Big Bear shouting “My poop is brown today not green,” like he did during one of our many mornings in Disney World.
As predicted, our trip was five days of sleep depriving, bad eating, no-time-to-relax chaos, but I enjoyed every second of it. My favorite part of the trip was definitely sneaking away with Aunt E to ride the Haunted Mansion (my favorite ride) and binge-watching, as planned, Forensic Files. Oh, how the universe listens. My side of the suite was bigger than my apartment. The TV was also bigger than the one in my bedroom (any TV is bigger because I don’t have a TV in my room) and was playing a Forensic Files marathon on HLN the entire time we were there. I was in Heaven.
What wasn’t in Heaven? My mind, body, and spirit. The first few days at Disney World went by reality painless. I was awakened each day by the boys, not an alarm clock, and they were both so tired each evening that they went to bed without a fight. It wasn’t until Big Bear woke me up at 6:45 on Saturday morning that I got my real glimpse of being a parent. I often forget that when I go home, I clock out. I go home to my apartment that is childless and eat dinner without having to keep a 19th-month-old and a four-year-old occupied. I really got a glimpse of being a full-time, single parent this trip. I applaud everyone who does it every day.
When children wake up for the day, they are up. It’s the same when they wake up from an afternoon nap. They don’t want to roll around in bed for a while, or play on their phone or check their email (maybe because they don’t have any of that?) They wake up, run out of bed and expect everyone else in the house to be as equally happy and cheery and ready to start the day. I found myself having my second cup of coffee before we even left the house for breakfast each morning, where copious amounts of coffee were continued to be consumed. If a person can OD from coffee, that would have been me.
The mornings might have been rough for me, but the evenings were my favorite. Not because it meant that the boys would be going to bed soon and that I would be free, it meant that I got to put Big Bear to bed, something I haven’t don’t in almost a year. Before he entered Pre-K and was still in daycare, I would tuck him in for an afternoon nap each day with a handful of books. I had forgotten how much I missed snuggling up next to him and watching him as he pulled his favorite books off his bookshelf. Every night during our trip we read from the books I packed and snuggled as he drifted off to sleep. I would wait until he was fast asleep and would watch his not-so-tiny face drift off into dreamland. With Little Bear sleeping or fighting sleep in the master suite with his parents, I would half-collapse into bed and elevate my feet while watching my favorite show.
With our Disney trip behind us, I guess its time to get excited for my birthday. Last year my Day-Fam surprised me with a birthday cake and presents. My chocolate birthday cake was covered in different colored balloons made out of frosting and Big Bear and I still laugh about how he stole my red frosting balloon right off my cake and shoved it in his mouth.
During our Disney trip, I told Papa Bear that I have a deep bond with Little Bear. Although I love the Bear Bros equally, I told him that I think I have a stronger connection with LB because we share the same birth date. He said he thinks its because I’ve been watching him since the day he was born. I think that it might be both.
Horoscope for those born on the 3rd of the month (courtesy of the Daily Mail):
“You have a good sense of humor and enjoy communicating with others. You may also have artistic or creative abilities. People are attracted to your charismatic personality. You have that ‘certain something.”
It wouldn’t be fair to talk about Little Bear’s horoscope and not Big Bear’s. Here’s the horoscope for people born on the 19th of the month:
“You have executive abilities and are driven to achieve your goals. When you admit your mistakes and accept advice from others, you increase your potential for success. A talented leader, you are often respected by others.”
I don’t think that I could come up with a more perfect horoscope for either of my Day-Boys. For so long Little Bear was so much small than Big Bear. Now Big Bear is becoming a boy and Little Bear is quickly catching up to him. They are getting dangerously close to becoming the same size and weight. It’s only a matter of time before they both fully grow into their zodiac signs and those traits and characteristics become more prominent. I’m looking forward to seeing that change and growth.