Happy 30th birthday Anna!

Yes, the time has come where I am 30 years old. It doesnt seem real! But I have to face the facts and make the best of it. I had a great birthday! I woke up to a yummy breakfast in bed.  I had an omelet and hash browns and Jake even brought me my favorite drink right now, Orange Crush with crushed ice.

Then, I was taken out to lunch to my favortie place, Zuppas, by my Mother-in-Law Julee. I was greeted with a fun birthday balloon, treats, and some spending cash. Jenica and her kiddos came too!

 

Then, my parents came over and brought me a birthday cake. They got me this nice chair that I have been wanting for my nail clients to sit in. I LOVE it! I also got a gift card to the new movie theatre in Centerville, and some spending cash!  WOOT!

 My cute mama, me and the kids... and my cute Dad taking the picture.

Jake had to work that day so when he came home I got to pick what I wanted to eat. It might sound weird, but all I wanted was the cheese fries from Outback Steak house and their house salad. SOOOOO Good!!!

 The best thing about my birthday is that is is NOT just ONE day. It was Friday, Saturday AND Sunday.  Saturday, I woke up to breakfast in bed again! Yes, I have an amazing hubby! Jake and I  then got to paint the town that night! We went shopping, out to eat, and to the movies. The weird thing about having a birthday AND being 33 weeks prego is that I cant go crazy clothes shopping. This is my last babe, so I dont want to buy anymore maternity clothes. I am focusing my energy on what I am going to do AFTER I have this baby and how I am going to get back in shape. So with the help of my awesome friend, Amy, she gave me a list of things that I need to have around my house that she can help me get that rockin bod I have always wanted. SO Jake got me weights, bands,... all of that fun stuff.

Then, on Sunday we had my cake. I told the kids that it is still considered my birthday until we eat that YUMMY oreo ice cream cake. 

 OH GOOD! I can still blow out all of my candles.

 My cute Jake and my yummy cake!

 Dylan is quite the jokester lately. He made sure to tell me after the kids sang Happy birthday to me on my REAL birthday, "You're not in your 20s anymore Mom."  Great! Thanks buddy! And then in the car that same day," Mom, since its your birthday, I am not going to say those words that you hate, like Butt and Fart." ha! So when it was time to eat the cake, he thought it was funny to call me 50 years old. Well, Jake and I got him back. Here's you itty bitty piece of cake buddy! ha ha!

 I then changed my birthday rule to that it is still considered my birthday until we eat ALL of the cake! ha ha!