I'll be the first to admit that it doesn't take much to make me cry these days. Considering the morning news is often cause for waterworks, it should come as no surprise that my 40th birthday, Nicholas' first day of summer preschool, and our first 3D ultrasound pictures were just about enough to cause my eyes to well shut.
First, the 40th. Hmm. I was pretty psyched to turn 30. I was ready to put my 20s behind me and 30 seemed like an exciting, sexy, fun new frontier.
Can't say I felt the same about 40. If anything, I was hoping the day might just slide by unnoticed. But as you can see...
...that didn't exactly happen. In fact, my husband was VERY excited to give me my t-shirt and made me wear it all day. You might not believe this, but it isn't easy to find pink maternity 40th birthday shirts. Who knew? So he had to special order it and was really, really stinkin' adorable about it. How could I be mad?
Then today, Nicholas had his first day of school. Summer preschool, that is. He got a new backpack and was SO excited.
And I of course was a snot-nosed, teary-eyed mess. Until about two hours later, when I got my first phone call from the school:
"The teacher noticed that Nicholas has a large bruise and scratch on the left side of his head."
"He said something about falling in a creek."
No, I explained. He did not fall in a creek. I did not beat him. He wiped out on the sidewalk yesterday, really, I swear. Yikes.
Then, an hour later the phone rang again.
"Nicholas was eating his potato chips and threw up. But he seems okay now. Do you want to pick him up early or let him stay?"
In between the tears and phone calls from the school, I was busy crying at our twenty week baby doctor appointment because for the very first time, we saw the babies in 3D! So cool! So emotional! Such blobs!
And that pretty much sums up my week. I am sure I will find something else to cry about soon. In fact, if I just look at my fridge and our very first school art project ever, I feel myself tearing up a little bit already...