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Happy birthday me

So today is my 34th birthday.  Not too bad.  I can live with the fact that I am nearing the wrong side of 30.  Get coffee in bed, I can get used to this.  Liam helps me open my gifts, not super nice, but hey, I can deal with it.  Once he realises that the gifts are not cars, he loses interest.  Then, bang out of nowhere, Liam asks "How old are you mommy".  I reply giving my age. 

"Is it more than three?"

"Well yes my boy, its more than three."

"Can I count to thirty three mommy?" 

"Not yet Liam, but mommy will teach you."

"You are VERY old mommy, if its more than three."

Yes Liam, I know, its way more than three ok, stop it now or I will have to lie and start telling you that I am five. 

Thirty four and pregnant, who would have thought.  The girls in Sex and the City would have done something magical.  Me, my boys are taking me and my sister and her fiancee out to dinner at the Portuguese place down the road, it's all I have energy for, because at 32 weeks pregnant, congestion struck last night in all its glory.  And as any pregnant woman will tell you, there is no cure for pregnancy congestion.  So in my typical paranoid state, I put some vicks vaporub underneath my nose, and then immediately regretted it, and turned to that old friend, google...


Of course google said that this was a bad idea, so back to the bathroom and all vicks comes off...and then I spent a nightmare filled evening, dreaming of poor Luka being misformed, safe to say, I was up from 2 because of these horrid dreams and the fact that I literally could not breathe through my nose. 


Luka, its a tad early, but it would be perfectly alright for you to come and surprise us at around 37 weeks, mommy would really really appreciate the discount and hey, Liam can only count to 20, so 37 weeks is way too long in his books in any event. 

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