My first birthday with Michael in my life didn’t exactly go as planned. Previous birthdays since Trinity and I have been together have kind of gone like this — sleeping in, breakfast, an activity (like the time I dragged Trin to the Santa Barbara Zoo) and dinner. Yeah, first Michael wouldn’t let us sleep in. Especially me. We couldn’t eat breakfast because we were busy taking care of Michael. Michael’s only about 5 months old now, so an activity was not necessarily feasible. So, what did I do? Not work. I also got an oil change and dropped my car off to be fixed (I haven’t posted about this yet, but will in another blog post, possibly) and got a rental car. And…stayed home and watched TV with Trinity. We had a lot of catching up to do on our DVR.
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Miss you, mom
If you’d survived, you would have loved Michael. Especially now that he so curious and I can make him giggle. In fact, mom, I make him giggle the way you used to make my baby brother (who’s now 23!) giggle — by play biting his chest and tummy.
I miss you more than I could have ever anticipated. I miss sitting with you. I miss your stories of Judge Judy and Judge Milian’s cases. I miss going back to the store to exchange — and then re-exchange — whatever gift I thought you might like, but was probably useless to you. I miss being amazed by the wedding decorations you planned and created. I miss your cooking — oh God, I miss your cooking. And I even miss you teasing and making fun of me.
I especially miss you, now that I have this adorable baby boy whom I know you would have adored. I wish so much I could have snapped photos of you and Michael together, that I caught myself trying to Photoshop an old photo of you and him together.
You would’ve been 66 today, mom. I love you and I miss you terribly.