Things

1. My "what to expect when you're expecting" app on my phone just told me that I'm not supposed to participate in contact sports while pregnant. Darn it, I'm going to have to cancel my UFC training next weekend and scrap my tackle football debut this summer.

2. My adorable son refused to go to bed at a normal hour tonight. By normal hour, i mean i finally got him peacefully in bed at 1030. And by refused, I mean wailed for more than an hour, and when I bent down to talk to him, he looked up at me with his bloodshot, puffy eyes, and said "mama, peeee, mama peeeth" and grabbed onto my neck and wouldn't let go. And then, hanging on like a little monkey, he said, "mama, bee(bed), peee(that's please, not urine, btw), mama beee." So we watched Toy Story 2 and snuggled in my bed until 10:30. I forgot to mention I had taken Tylenol PM at 8:30.  Good end to my birthday, though.

3. My birthday was kind of just another day. And even though my hubs and mom in-law(and all of the kind peeps on fb and phone) did much to make it special(thank you THANK YOU), I was ok with it being just another day. Two years ago, I was not. Last year, it wasn't QUITE as big a deal as the year before. Being a parent changes you, I guess. Praise God.