My Birthday

I'm a mom first. This was never more apparent than today. I chose it, it's my lot in life. I love my children more than anything in this entire world, so am I wrong to feel a tad resentful that my day, my 44th birthday, was not my own? Seems pretty selfish to me.

I was excited to spend a part of today teaching BodyPump. My passion. I had created a playlist, one with my favorite tracks, either to teach or that I loved as a participant. It was a big deal for me, because I was going to teach a lunge track for the first time - one that I had never, ever been able to finish. Ever. Until a couple of months ago when I took Alex's class and was FINALLY able to finish it, with all the options. It was a big personal accomplishment for me, and I was excited to finally be able to teach this track. How did it go? I had a few people come up to me after class and ask for me to teach that one more often because it was so challenging! Woohoo! "Dangerous" lunges are here!

I brought chocolates with a little note attached as my birthday gift to my PAC class, like I did for my 24HR group on Valentines day. Thanking them for being committed to better health, for being in my class each week. They were truly surprised and thankful. I received a Starbucks gift card from one member. And after class, they all broke into the happy birthday song! It was a fun playlist to teach, and a great class overall. Several people came to talk to me after, because I had shared with the class how special today was. How on my 40th birthday, I saw the picture of myself and knew I had to make a change. How dad died a few months later, followed by my first venture into the gym and Alex's BodyPump class. I had a new member who was very inspired by my story and thanked me profusely. I left class feeling very happy and thankful I am able to do what I am doing now.

Cassie and I ran off to Alexander's quarterfinal soccer game, and when I arrived, found that he was already sitting out because he was injured. During half time he texted me and told me he couldn't walk and thought his big toe was broken. After calling to see if I could get him into the after hours clinic and discovering there were no appointments I knew it was off to the emergency room. We spent several hours there, saw that his toe was actually not affected but it was a suspected broken foot on the first metatarsal bone. X-rays showed there were no breaks, luckily, and it was an acute sprain. We left with a boot on his foot and crutches, which he is used to with his old groin/knee injury. I had to go get his pain pill prescriptions filled but he was starving so we stopped for food (not my favorite but whatever) and then after getting his meds we got home around 9:30pm. The kids bickered all day, and being in pain made Alex crankier than usual. Franklin went to a soccer game and got home at 10:30.I finally got a nice hot bath/shower and am now sitting down to relax. Overall, I'm wishing for a do-over!! I am thankful, however, that my son didn't suffer more serious injuries, that my kids are overall healthy, and that I'm healthier and stronger than ever. I have a lot to be thankful for and should keep that in perspective. I've come a long way, I have wonderful friends and family that support me, and a birthday is just another day, right? I'm just feeling a bit sorry for myself for not getting a little spoiled today. Maybe something will surprise me tomorrow. A good nights sleep and I'm sure I'll feel better in the morning. At least tomorrow I get to teach BodyPump, so I know that for an hour, all will be well.

The best part? I received a total of 4 Starbucks gift cards. I'll be sitting pretty for awhile :)