Today is not just Mothers Day. It’s also my birthday. 51 years young and all that bullshit.
No real birthday celebrations this year. Just liquids, protein shakes, and lots of intake tracking.
Also, I’ve spent the whole day with Jen, so it’s the best birthday ever.
When I was a kid I used to feel gypped when my birthday fell on Mother’s Day. This year I have bigger fish to fry.
Jen is making dinner. For herself. One of my fears going into weight loss surgery was guilt at putting a burden on Jen. I’m feeling quite a bit of that today. She is so encouraging and supportive and I don’t want to make things difficult for her.
I guess the point of this post is that I hope you’re all having a good day on my birthday. Do something fun for me.