Happy birthday to me

This is the first year that August 9th arrived in the same way that August 8th, 7th, and 6th did... without feeling like any special day. I think that I have just had so many other things to focus on this year (hello, Jax!) that my birthday kind of snuck up on me without much warning. Don't get me wrong, I'm a total birthday person. I love the celebrations and good memories that come with birthdays and birthday parties. But this year was different. It wasn't bad, it just felt different.

For one, I woke up at 5 am on my birthday. Of course, it was to feed Jax but I was still awake much earlier than any other year. Ryan woke up, wished me happy birthday then went back to sleep. I have to give him props for remembering my birthday at 5 am.

For two, it was a Sunday so we had church. In my head, I just needed to get up and get ready for church. Which we did and it was no big deal. When we got home from church, we pretty much sat around all afternoon. I was relaxing, but kind of boring. We had arranged for Doug and Jen to watch Jax while we went out to dinner, so at 7 we finally went and dropped him off.

Ryan told me we had reservations, but he also told me that there were two paper bags in the fridge that I wasn't allowed to look in. I knew he was surprising me with something, but I wasn't sure what. Well this is what....

A picnic on the lake!!!

He even brought me shoes because I had worn heels

He brought all kinds of yummy food

and even yummy dessert; wine, chocolate and strawberries

He's pretty much the best husband ever!

I was extra surprised because he isn't generally the most romantic guy,

but boy did he pull off this one. It was AWESOME!!!

So, Happy Birthday to Me!