I Had A Wee Little Epiphany This Weekend…

Is there even such a thing as a minor epiphany? I mean, I fully grasp the concept of epiphanies- but this one wasn’t exactly mind boggling or life altering or anything…
Anyhoo. Moving on.
I was at a birthday party for the daughter of some very dear friends of mine (aka Damien’s weekend family). Their little girl is three now, so there were a LOT of three and four year old girls at this party, as well as a few babies. Apart from one little boy of about ten years old, Damien was by far the eldest. A few older kids arrived later in the afternoon, but Damien was older than them too. The other moms were all about my age- some younger- but I really had nothing in common with them. Any blogger out there who has had children will know how it goes when moms with kids of comparable ages get together- the whole conversation revolves around babies and children. What and how they eat, how many teeth they have, which milestone they’ve reached, how they’re progressing at school, which class they’re in and how the moms and kidlets feel about their kid’s teachers.
And then there’s mois- with a child more than five times older than everyone else’s- I can and do try to join in on the conversation, but for me it’s all past tense; and things are very different now to when Damien was a toddler! And don’t get me wrong- these moms weren’t rude or distant or anything, but those conversations just aren’t interesting for me anymore! I spent most of my time taking pictures of the party and that was great fun (the nice thing with a digital is you can be looking at a baby to get them to smile without disappearing behind the camera and losing the smile!)
Before I get completely off topic here- my epiphany was this: I don’t really seem to “fit in” with my friends and most of the people in my social circle anymore.
Does that make sense?
It was a rather strange, um, set of thoughts. I don’t want to do baby-talk because I’m way past that and things have changed so much. But no one in my social circle has teenager stories to swap with me… the rest of the group of people I hang out with (friends of friends that I see at my friends homes a lot of the time) are couples, and I’m not part of a couple.


Sorry- it’s a little disjointed… its hard to write this down without making it seem like I feel like I’m losing out… when I’m not… KWIM?

It’s My Birthday!

So you bloody better all be singin’ – y’hear!?!

Today I am all of 33 years old!
Mostly- I like who I am, and I am very proud of what I have achieved in my life so far. I know what I am capable of and I also know I haven’t nearly reached the limits of what I can accomplish for myself and my son.

You can check out my Christmas wish list for birthday gift ideas… lemme know if you want my postal address, heh heh!

Edited to tell you how spoiled I was today! I must tell you- I was planning on spending the ENTIRE day- IN bed- with a few litres of Coke, my cats and my laptop. I wasn’t going to do ANYTHING! This morning Damien made me coffee and toast and he gave me two jewelled bracelets, a stand for all my necklaces and bracelets thats shaped like a decorated and bejewelled dressmakers dummy with lotsa wire arms to hang things on! I’ve wanted one for ages and my darling boy gave me one, he also gave me two tassles to hang on my cupboard doors and a little jewelled cushion. Sister C gave me money- woohoo! Then Mommy darling picked me up and took me shopping- I got a beautiful blouse, a plain white t-shirt, silver bangles, a ring and toerings! Yay- more bling- LOVE my bling! Then we met Daddy darling and Damien at a coffee shop for some lunch. I had already agreed to go to sister B’s in the afternoon since Damien would be spending the night- but she got sneaky on me and planned a little suprise party! She had invited me for cake and was very excited about the gift she got me- but the party was a suprise! I got more pressies- sister B gave me a book: “Chicken Soup For The Cat Lovers Soul” and I can’t wait to read it! She also wrote out the poem by E.E.Cummings that is recited in the movie “In Her Shoes” (if you haven’t seen it do yourself a favour) for me. Got a big lump in my throat when I read it… My Granny darling gave me money and my phone didn’t stop! da Bruvva and my SIL gave me bubble bath, bath salts and chocolate! And a friend of mine gave me a facial- thats right- A FACIAL- right there in sister B’s bedroom! It was truly wonderful! sister B went crazy- there were streamers and balloons everywhere and she did a whole kiddies party theme with sweeties and cookies- I was even dressed up with wings and a crown and I was given a wand and sister B baked me a cake- with my name on it!!