My birthday is coming up in a couple of weeks and in keeping with tradition (I do a post like this almost every year, mostly for Walter) I’ve done another wish list.
We’re not big on Christmas in our house… well not Christmas presents for the grown up’s anyway, but birthdays we tend to make effort and so I always find myself racking my brains at this time of year when family ask me what I’d like for my birthday. As with almost every year, my wish list is rather impractical.
- A new tattoo, I have an idea in my mind, a back piece I’d like done symbolizing the bond between Ava & Hannah’s birth mom’s and I.
- A family photo shoot, we haven’t had a shoot since Hannah’s placement and those photo’s are totally out of date. Hannah is no longer a baby and Walter and I have changed drastically since that shoot a year ago so I’d love to have some fresh and new photo’s of us as a family and more importantly, of me with my girls seen as this almost never happens!
- A laser neck lift to rid myself of my chicken neck!
- A heart rate monitor would be awesome too but really this is all wishful thinking because my reality is quite different.
The reality is that the one thing I’m in desperate need of is new clothes. I have NOTHING left in my cupboard that fits. My jeans are all way too big and need a belt just to stay up, but I no longer have belts that fit. My PJ pants just fall down, something Ava finds hysterically funny. And the granny under pants have got to go, they’re now so baggy on my butt that it looks like I’m suffering with a severe case of hungry bum because they ass creep all the time.
I also need additional running gear, I have one running outfit that fits and I don’t think its going to last too long if it keeps being washed 6 times a week.
So dear husband and family… if you’re reading this… Woolies vouchers would be awesome! Heck even a pack of properly fitting brooks would be cool too right now. I am in desperate need! And I’m pretty sure my boss is not going to find it so funny when I continue to be late for work and my daily excuse is… I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR!