Birthday Weekend

My 21st Birthday was on Sunday the 13th. I didn't really want to celebrate for many reasons... 1) I feel kind of silly even admitting that I'm only 21. ( I feel much older w/ the life I lead. 2) I don't like to drink and can't handle it well AT ALL. & 3) I have/had a long week ahead of me getting ready for surgery.
Needless to say, my husband wasn't having it and insisted we celebrate with family and friends. We ended up doing it Saturday...
My boys (Joey and Grant) took me to my favorite little breakfast place, Sunrise, first thing in the morning. Afterward we went and got our Costco trip out of the way and then went to the mall. Joey wanted me to pick something to wear that night. I found some cute stuff and we headed home to get Grant down for his nap. (Does that sound like the typical 21st birthday yet? lol)
That night, we met both of our families and a few close friends at Red Robin for dinner. Grant went home w/ my parents and we came home and met friends at the house... the guys caught up on Supercross.
We all headed downtown at 11:30ish where we met my brothers and couple more friends.
Our original plan was to meet at Mack & Charlies and go from there. It was packed w/ a line at the door so we walked down to another bar (Bistro) and went in there. It too was completely packed and the music was wayyy to loud! I was instantly ready to leave, but instead got a drink and took a birthday shot w/ my brother. I couldn't even hear/talk to any of my family or friends and was ready to leave.
We all walked out when suddenly everyone split without a plan... Joey, his sister, my brothers, and on other couple were the only ones with me. (We started w/ about 16 of us). We decided to go to a smaller place. It was much quieter and not busy at all. My kind of place! All I wanted to do that night was chat w/ my friends and kind of relax. (Still not sounding very 21.. I must just be boring). Well the ones who stayed w/ us were there and we ended up losing track of everyone else. We stayed for a bit (we only had 2 hours anyway). We stopped for a slice of greasy pizza on the way... and I hoped it'd mean I wouldn't get sick.
We got home and went straight to bed where I tossed and turned most of the night and didn't sleep a wink, by 7ish I started puking and was sick ALL morning. Exactly why I can't drink! Not only did out way to late, we lost an hour because of the time change.
Sunday, my actual birthday, I was exhausted and felt pretty crappy.
Oh well, its over and done with now and I'm happy to say, you won't be seeing me downtown at the bars. Its not fun at all and my life, whether its like any other 21 year olds or not, is SOOO much better. I am so lucky to have already found my soulmate and started a family. I couldn't imagine things any different or better than they are.
I am thankful for my husband who wanted to make my day special and for my family and friends who came along... even if some ditched me later in the night. :)
Fast forward to today, Monday. The lost night of sleep and the time change made for a late start at a not-so-fun morning in class and now the crazy week begins... surgery is FRIDAY!
I have atleast finished my homework, but am studying like crazy for the exam that I'm taking a week before everyone else on Thursday and sometime I need to fit in going grocery shopping, touching-up the house, renewing my license, and celebrating my brothers birthday... Oh and of course, I will be squeezing on and playing with my boy as much a possible. The thought of not being able to lift him is really breaking my heart. I got him to sleep in my arms Friday night and ended up holding him while bawling my eyes out and kissing all over him for a couple of hours. It was much needed!!!
Here we go...
This is probably my last post until sometime after surgery so wish me luck!