Mama What?

That's how I used to sing Happy Birthday when I was just a year older than Hunter. :)

And seriously, this 30th Birthday of mine last weekend was ALL about the cake. Or at least the desserts in general.

I had Apple Cobbler at my Surprise Party Friday night, Grand Marnier Souffle on our date night Birthday dinner on Saturday night, and two cakes for the Family Celebration on Sunday! 

I am STUFFED and showing it - big time.

I have 5 weeks to go before Hunter becomes a big brother and I can't imagine growing any larger than I am. I have BLOWN up. My entire body...my face is way chubby, and I'm feeling very "tree-trunky" in the legs and arms. My booty has grown exponentially and of course my tummy trumps them all. The only thing(s) that haven't grown are my "girls" (ahem!) -- of course.

I am looking forward to being able to see my knees again -- or at least my toes. And don't even get me started on anything higher up...

My friends all sent me Birthday wishes with the cutesy phrases like "Dirty 30", "Flirty, 30, and Fabulous", "Purdy 30", etc...and all I'm feeling is "Sturdy 30" because it would take a semi truck to move me these days. 

Ok so maybe I'm being hard on myself...it's just that I hardly pictured myself at 150lbs when I turned 30. Granted, I realize it's for a good cause. I am 30, married, with *almost* 2 sons...what more could I want? It seems to be I am in a perfect place at the perfect age...and I usually feel that way...until I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the window and wonder who the old heavy-set woman is looking at me. Gasp! That's me? I need some sleep! And eye cream! And cheek-liposuction!

I know I'm just being complain-y. I really shouldn't. But it's my party and I'll cry if I want to.