This has been an unusually busy week. I had long hours for work, guests in from out of town and a missing husband. All of this combined can make for a bit of stress. My husband took off last Thursday for a "boys weekend". This is the almighty excuse men use to get out of the weekly family obligations for a long weekend. Unfortunately, for me, this "long weekend" ended up being nearly a week. After he left, my sister and her daughter (10 months) came by to visit. Needless to say, things were a bit out of control. Granted, we had fun with the kids, but after bedtime tended to be when the real fun began.
Okay - let me get to the heart of this post. After four days of my husband being gone and a good 40+ hour work week, my hubby gives me a call. At the moment the phone rang I was in the midst of giving Sam a bath (a bit distracted), but I was glad to hear from him. I start the obligatory small talk, "How's the trip", "Where are you off to now?". We cut the call short when it was obvious I was more involved in getting a clean diaper on my son than talking to my husband. Later (about 11:30PM)he called again. He asked what I was up to. I told him I was making homemade Strawberry Shortcake. His response, "So that's what you do on my birthday when I'm out of town?"
OH SHIT!!!! It was indeed his birthday! He had called earlier to test me, and again right before the end of day to make sure I didn't forget. I had. I tried to make light of it, but I was destroyed. I couldn't believe that I, the master of all things gifted, could forget such a milestone.
After a good 12 hours of grieving my mistake I make a homemade key lime pie and chocolate cake and got over it.
I guess it's easy to use your children as an excuse for being distracted, but they truly are the best at it. There is nothing like a screaming baby to take your mind off of everything you had in your brain only moments ago. That being said, it was an artful design. The baby should be the focus at that moment. It's nice to think that my son treasured my attention more than my husband would have appreciated my quick text saying, "Happy Birthday".
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Heh don't feel bad, I'm from Bloomington too, but live in Alabama now. Was up in Bloomington during my husband's birthday. My infant caught RSV while I was up there, so not only did I forget to wish him Happy Birthday, he had to fly up to b-town the next day to drive us all back home!
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