My birthday is on Friday, and honestly, this year it feels super unimportant.  I’m normally someone who loves any reason to celebrate, (I generally refer to April as my “birthday month,” because why claim only one day when you can claim an entire month, right?) but this year I’m so focused on the impending birth of our little lady, that I really haven’t given my own date of birth much thought.

I thought I’d post the few things I’m asking for this year (fair warning: my list is reeeaaaally boring this year), mainly because I like to know what people like to receive for special occasions.  So here it is, my super-boring birthday wish list.

I’d like…

1. For people to stop commenting on or joking about how “pregnant” I look.  Yes, I’m 8 months pregnant and I’m 5’1.  There’s not a whole lot of vertical space in my midsection for this little lady, so yeah, I’m looking pregnant (I think it would be a little weird if I wasn’t looking pregnant this late in the game.)  My weight gain has been within normal limits, baby and I are more than healthy, so that’s really all there is.  No need to comment on how “OMG big/huge/pregnant/fat/giant/uncomfortable/tired” I look.  I actually think I look pretty good, all things considered.  Sure, it’s weird hauling a watermelon-sized belly around, but I’m growing a person, so the big belly comes with the territory.  So unless you want to say something positive about my pregnancy or the way I look, I don’t really need to hear the comments/jokes/whatever on my birthday.  (And how fun that society totally has this thing about telling pregnant women how “huge” they are!  Let’s just not, ok?)  
2. Sephora money — because I’m on the hunt for some new blush!
3. Prenatal massage (because I could literally go into labor in less than a week, and this super-heavy bowling ball belly makes my back/hips/legs/feet so so tired these days)
4. Soft, thin jammies for the hospital/nursing.  Specifically, I’d like a nightgown, robe, and some comfy slippers.
5. A date night out with KC (because I suspect they’re about to become much fewer and farther between!)
6. Any items remaining on our baby registries (because, hi, we’re not made of money over here)

*ahem, yes, we did decide to get the Mercedes of strollers, because it was the only all-terrain one that I could actually lift when folded (I have a super crappy back and can’t lift more than 20-25 pounds). Hooray for gift cards!