Andrew, my panda, had a birthday yesterday. He turned seven. SEVEN.
Since he has been lying listless on the couch for days, I knew it was going to be a dud birthday for him. His Papa is out of town to boot, making it even more sad. On the eve of his birthday, I tried to gently get him used to the idea of not getting a birthday cake on his birthday- or me cooking him his birthday meal. He actually took it very well- the thought of birthday cake made him nauseous, which I guess was a blessing. His birthday would be postponed until Saturday when he (hopefully!) felt better and Matt was home to share it. He was too sick to be too disappointed that night but I was disappointed enough for the both of us. He went to bed saying "I just hope I feel better for my birthday. I just want to feel better..."
When he woke up the next day, we realized he got his first birthday present right away- his fever had FINALLY broken in the night! He felt strong enough to walk, he actually SPOKE several times- and though he couldn't eat anything, he appeared much more the Andrew that I know and love, albeit a might bit subdued.
I wanted so badly to make the day special, so I hung some garlands and blew up some balloons and hoped he would enjoy. Corynn made a few balloon flowers for him from her balloon kit. And I wrapped up one of his presents so that he could have SOMETHING to open on his birthday.
My boy LOVES him some playmobil. He is more than a bit obsessed! His other obsession? Cows. (duh.) So when I saw this cow and pig set at Wegmans for 75% off after Christmas, I knew it had to be his.
He had about a 1/3 of a bowl of chicken noodle soup for dinner. No school on birthdays, especially re-coup birthdays, so he played with playmobil the entire day. (Any other mothers of playmobil obsessed children out there?!?)
Even with all the disappointments and a day that didn't feel at ALL special (in my opinion)- he snuggled into me that night with twinkling eyes and a sheepish grin and thanked me for making his day so special "with the balloons, and the pom poms and the COW playmobil, Mama!! I can't believe I have a calf playmobil now! I really liked the balloons too." He was completely pleased with his one gift and had no thoughts about getting anything else.
It about melted my heart in a puddle right there. And made me so proud. Instead of dwelling on what he didn't have, he was giving thanks for what he DID have.
|I fully intended to give him a haircut before Easter-but then he got sick. That's why he looks like a sheepdog.|
And I can't WAIT until he sees his gift...and he thinks playmobil and balloons are great!