30 Years Old

The calender tells me that I am 30 years old today.

From what I am told, 30 years ago was a sweet day in my parent's life. My mother always tells me that the day I was born was a beautiful Sunday. They had attended church and when they went in to the hospital, the doctor (who was a bishop) sang hymns as I was born. I like to think that there is a significant reason that I was born on a Sunday. It always meant something to me anyway.

My mother tells me that I was a jewel as a baby. My mother needed this gift because she became pregnant with my younger brother when I was only TWO MONTHS OLD! I can not even fathom that thought. Let alone have it be a reality!

As a child I remember a few birthdays that stand out. I think the first must have been my 8th birthday. I had a big party. We must have been celebrating my baptism as well. We went ice skating and I had a lot of friends there.

My sixteenth birthday was fun too. My friends came early in the morning and kidnapped me. We went to breakfast. I feel bad because I get my sisters 16th and my 16th birthdays mixed up. I think they made some type of banner for me to wear to school that told everyone I was finally sixteen. Fun memories...

Now that I'm married and a mother. Birthdays take on new meaning. When one of my kid's have a birthday, I reflect on the fact that I gave birth that day... When I have a birthday it usually means that Leif and I can count on a special date night. Leif usually always spoils me. When we were in Hawaii he surprised me with a blue pearl necklace. Last year we went out to dinner and came home to a special birthday cake made by my mother in law and Jakob. It had a whistling candle on it.:) This year, Leif is granting my wish. I asked Leif to order he and I a Colonix kit. Yes! I asked for a colon cleanse for my birthday!:) Hey, it's been 30 years! I'd say it's about time for a spring cleaning!!;)