The funny thing is, last year I didn't even manage to get a post up on his birthday, yet I felt much more put together than I do this year. It's true that when you have a baby, it becomes all about them, and the parents get put on the back burner.
That doesn't mean the birthday won't be celebrated, but it does mean there won't be a cake waiting for Tom when he gets home tonight. Because baby. We'll find some time to celebrate this weekend, and we've already picked out a joint birthday present of sorts in the form of a home improvement project that will happen in the next month or so.
But it's definitely different.
Although if I think about it.. I think I like different. Different means that mornings aren't peaceful and quiet and spent watching the news, but they're filled with baby selfies and cuddles and kola hats.
Different means weekends have a lot less free time, less trips to the movies, but more giggles and squishes and watching E discover and learn new things. Different is sometimes good! (Although not when it comes to changing desks at work! Bad, very bad!!)
So what I'm trying to say is, Happy Birthday Tom! Bubba is so lucky to have you as a dad!
