It’s my birthday and I’m eating cake!


Eat cake on your birthday, you deserve it!

Remember when the only thing you had to worry about on your birthday was what kind of cake you were having? We didn’t have a birthday party every year with friends, but we did have a family birthday dinner and my grandmother always made us any kind of ice cream cake we wanted for our birthday. We felt so special. She would line the pan with lady fingers, put in each layer of ice cream and layer each one with crushed chocolate cookies. In the end, it was the best birthday cake ever, even though there technically was no cake.

I miss those days. Life isn’t so simple anymore. Should I eat cake? Do I need the calories? What kind of cake would everyone else like? What about the ones who don’t like ice cream? When I was young, I just wanted what I wanted and I was happy to get all the focus on me that day. That didn’t happen often with a single mom who worked two jobs. But that one day, it was all about me.

But why does that have to change? Why shouldn’t we have at least one day a year that is all about us? If we spend our days, weeks, months thinking about others, what’s wrong with having one day where they all think about us? I was taught that thinking of yourself is selfish, but that’s not actually true. As a mother, it’s taken me years to realize that it’s important for me to do the things that I want to do in order to keep my sanity. I’m a better mother when I don’t feel as if my entire life is focused on others. I’m a better wife when I don’t feel as if it’s a chore to be there. A few hours of shopping, a new purse, a day out with my friends, etc. It’s called attitude adjustment and we all need it.

So, it’s my birthday tomorrow. I’m making an ice cream cake with lady fingers (if I can find them), layers of my favorite ice cream and crushed cookies. What are you doing on your birthday?

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6 thoughts on “It’s my birthday and I’m eating cake!

  1. Of course it’s not selfish to want your birthday to be all about you. That’s how it should be. My birthday passed. It was June 28th and the extended family had a cocktail party for me in a garden. It was fabulous.

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