Fifty! All year that number has been haunting me, but there is no turning back now. I look into the mirror and it’s a 50 year old woman that’s looking back at me.
I don’t feel 50, I’m still stuck somewhere between my late 30s and early 40s. The kids really do keep me feeling younger. The other ‘older’ women picking up kids from reception class are generally grandmothers not mothers.
I did think about having a party to celebrate my Big Birthday, but I knew I’d end up doing all the work and I didn’t fancy that. I don’t mind doing it for others but I wouldn’t have enjoyed doing it for myself. So I though about a night out, but then I got plagued by illness so I have postponed until I’m feeling better. I have the dates booked so no worries, and not long to wait.
So, how did the day go?
Well, I did feel really spoilt by my friends and family.
I woke up to some lovely cards and presents.
I was really surprised by some of them, and may have been feeling a little emotional when I opened the very last book ever written by the late great Terry Pratchett.
My eldest Daughter brought me a Sat Nav to help me stop getting lost (along with lots of other gifts, I’m sure she gets paid too much!) and my son bought me lots of chocolates (And I mean LOTS) and my gorgeous new babies Doc and Marty my Roborovski hamsters. Here’s a sneaky peak, but I’ll be posting more about them soon. They are so cute, so tiny and so fast!
Then while we were waiting for our takeaway to be delivered, you can’t cook on your birthday, I had these delivered from my lovely online friends. They are beautiful.