Evolution of my birthdays (aka birth-weeks) over the years from ages 19 – 32! The first is in Canada because their drinking age is 19 (so obviously this was my first alcoholic beverage.) The next few are from my early 20s. Lots of shots, dancing on bars in heels (seriously, how?) and hours spent getting ready. I’m not sure what took so long, but somehow prepping to go out took at least 2 hours. We started getting ready around 9 to get to the bar by 11 (now I can’t believe we went out at 11!)
The second to last was my last childless birthday, and we were on our babymoon in Palm Springs. I remember feeling so carefree, spending hundreds on nice meals (!!!) and hiking Joshua Tree when it was 42 and rainy. We didn’t see a single other person once we passed the half mile mark and I remember thinking we might not make it out of there! (I was 36 weeks at the time.)
Last year I was pregnant and sick with a cold and sinus infection. I also had hyperemesis gravidarum so ironically, this sober and pregnant birthday involved more vomiting than any of the ones in my early 20s (which is saying a lot.)
This year, I am excited for a week of lunches and happy hours with friends, an escape room on Saturday, and a big brunch with friends and family on Sunday ?. I will most certainly say “It’s MY birthday” multiple times (any Vanderpump fans out there? I’m pretty much Stassi during my birth-week except no one will be getting in brawls and I didn’t make everyone I know take a week off to celebrate my birthday in Cancun) and I’m excited to make 32 my best year ever! Cheers to an exciting (but not too exciting) and vomit-free birth-week. And sorry in advance for upcoming birth-week spam.