Monster Momday: My Birthday

It’s my birthday tomorrow and every year that comes with the question, “What do you want?”. I typically have a range of things I want from cheap to expensive, simple to extravagant. I learned a long time ago if someone takes the time to ask, then I will give them some ideas. Don’t you hate it when you ask someone what they would like and they say “nothing” or “I don’t need anything”. It reminds me of being a little girl and asking my mom what she wanted for her birthday or mother’s day, etc. I remember always being frustrated with answers like “clean your room”, “clean the house”, “play quietly and let me sleep in”, things along those lines. I mean, those weren’t gifts?! 


I don’t know when it started exactly, but for many years BC (before child), I always had what  I referred to as “Lazy Sundays”. No chores were done on this day and typically it was PJ’s all day long. This was a day of pure relaxation before the work week began again. I slept in, watched movies and ordered take out. For me, it was a way of recharging my batteries; having a day just to myself with no responsibility or obligation. When M and I started dating, he enjoyed Lazy Sundays and the tradition continued. I knew when Monster came along things would change and the majority of the time, I am okay with that. The joy he brings to my life, makes up for the sacrifices that sometimes have to be made. But, oh what I wouldn’t give……

So to my dear, sweet boy, for this year and probably every year until you are older, self-sufficient and going through your teenage rite of passage by rebelling and spending as little time as possible with us, I leave you with this:

1. A Lazy Sunday

That’s it. No gifts. No shopping. No wrapping paper. No cake…..well, let’s not get too crazy here. There is always a reason for cake and if I’m true to the Lazy Sunday tradition, it does require food with no cooking of my own. Anyway, a simple, free gift that I will always appreciate. It would be even better if I can spend it with your father, but I won’t turn it down if it’s only me.

Oh Lazy Sundays…..I miss you.

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15 Responses to Monster Momday: My Birthday

  1. I slept for 13 hours last night, and that’s because I NEEDED it. I have only had my lazy days taken away while on my five deployments, one of which was a year long. I can’t imagine having to live without them for 18 years. I raise a glass to you, Mama!

  2. I am a huge fan of Lazy Sundays! I was sort of forced into that habit while living in Paris, since nothing is open on Sundays so errands and chores to get ready for the week are nearly impossible. Instead, I got used to lying around, lazing in the sun by the Seine on a sunny day, and generally enjoying the city filled with people doing the exact same thing. Now I can’t live without my day to recharge! Excellent birthday wish list item. :)

  3. Ace says:

    LOL- best list I’ve ever seen. If you don’t get your Lazy Sunday, I wish you delicious cake. Happy birthday!

  4. Gypsy says:

    Ahhhhhh, lazy Sundays (wistful sigh). They don’t exist in the Middle East (weekends are Friday-Saturday). Perfect birthday wish (though the “clean your room” option is tempting with an 8-year-old in the house).

  5. Expat Eye says:

    Huge fan of lazy Sundays. And thankfully, I still get to have them ;) Happy birthday!!

  6. OH! Then HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!! That is exactly the kind of stuff I wish for for my birthday too.

  7. Gypsy says:

    Happy B-day C2C! Hope you got to laze about and enjoy a slice (or two) of cake :-)

  8. sarainlepetitvillage says:

    Happy (belated) birthday! I wish you a lifetime a lazy Sundays! xo

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