there’s a first time for everything

and, yes, that includes birthdays as well. i’m waaay past the cutesy age so i have had my fair share of birthdays. except that out of all those birthdays, i can only remember celebrating it thrice. and when i say celebrating, i mean like a relatively big celebration. and by relatively, i mean there’s other people involved aside from my immediate family and my staple group of friends.

the first was when i was 10 years old. the second when i turned 27, on account of it falling on 10/10/10 and my dad thought it was auspicious enough to warrant a surprise party. and the third was last saturday when i turned, well, halfway through a middle-age crisis.

truth is, i’ve never really been one to celebrate my birthday. i’m too antisocial shy for that. quiet dinners with family and very close friends to acknowledge another year is more than enough for me. something i expected for my birthday this year. just me and jeff.

turned out his mom had a plan. a plan that involved ordering lechon (roasted pig) because it’s my first birthday in australia and she’s having a grandchild! (i reckon the latter probably weighs more but hey, lechon, baby!!! lol.)

it was very short notice. i didn’t even know about his mom’s plan until two days before where she said something about having dinner on saturday and i was like, “what’s the occasion?”

we had the get-together here at home. a few close friends came and it was perfect. i’m grateful to all of them for taking the time to drop by. it felt really nice to be welcomed by his family and friends whom i now consider my family and friends. it was a very unexpected birthday celebration but it was one of the best birthdays i’ve ever had.

to my dearest husband who was washing dishes in the middle of the party, thank you, thank you, thank you. i love you heaps. (when i’m not psycho and you’re not a pain in the ass. lol.) mwah!!!

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p.s. to my bestfriends who sent me their best wishes through instagram and facebook, thank you so much for brightening my day. it was such a lovely thing to wake up to. the next lovely thing were my adorable nieces singing me a happy birthday on skype. =)

*12 weeks pregnant

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