My 1st sobriety birthday on Wednesday was more than I could have possibly imagined. The high I felt from friends remembering, cheering me on, sending me texts, bringing me cupcakes, mailing me cards and giving me my cake at my meeting, kept me on cloud nine ALLLLL day long. The jitters I felt in anticipation of giving my speech had a little to do with it all afternoon, but the love and support I felt from family, friends and my sponsor was A-MA-ZING.Shoot, it is enough to keep me from drinking the whole next year 'til my 2nd birthday! I kid. But seriously, "thank you so much"...you know who you are.
Waaaay Down LOW. For a portion of the morning.
Funny how a 3 year old can do that to you! Picture this. Opening Day for Loudoun's first year of soccer. We walk across the football field to deliver Loudoun to his team for the parade. Rick goes to the booth to turn in our raffle tickets, and it is my job to walk my 3 year old
It ended up being such a small moment of our day, but getting through it was DRAINING.
Cheering Soccer Mom: HIGH!
After a little breakfast (does food ever not make it better?) and regrouping at home, we went to Loudoun's first soccer game and had the BEST.TIME.EVER. Rick, Avalon and I sat in our chairs, under our umbrella, and cheered our hearts out. It was warm and sunny, Loudoun was excited, the team was pumped, and all of the remnants of the morning's moment had disappeared.
Added bonus HIGH
Since I'm not really supposed to say "I told you so" to my kids, I'm gonna say it now since she's sleeping.
"Avalon, I TOLD YOU, YOU ARE TIRED."
exhausted looks more like it.
ReplyDeletewow.
congratulations on the one year and on surviving the tantrum.
Is she sleeping on the floor in that last pic? HAHAHAHAHA. I came here hoping to get an update on your birthday night...so glad it was amazing. You deserve it.
ReplyDeleteMike and I always talk about how excited we are to go to our kid(s) sporting events in a few years...it looks like so much fun.
If there's only one major low, I'd call the weekend a success.
ReplyDeleteIf it makes you feel any better, Drew had a similar incident on Friday. He took an airplane out of another kid's hands at the library. I told him he had to give it back, and all hell broke loose. Screaming at the TOP OF HIS LUNGS in the library, refusing to move. Me holding the baby in one arm while dragging him to the stroller with the other arm... then strapping him in while he bucked like a wild bronco. Imagine me pushing the stroller through town as tried to wriggle out, and then... THEN he managed to stick his head out just as I walked through a doorway and he hit his head. Super awesome. I'm sure the whole town was analyzing what I'm doing wrong... too strict... not strict enough.
Bah.
And that's why there's VEGAS, baby, VEGAS. Less than 2 weeks. I need it bad. You guys coming?
Loudoun? Adorable. I love it. It gives me hope for fun days ahead.
ReplyDeleteAwww. Look at that. You're a soccer mom now. ;) How did that happen? Weren't we partying until the wee hours of the morning just yesterday? Certainly feels like it.
ReplyDeleteAgain, I'm taking notes and waiting my turn for my crazy mom moments ahead. :)