So, yesterday was my 32nd birthday, and it didn't get off to the best of starts. We were due to be staying over at Wayne's mum's that evening, so I had a lot of bags to pack into the van. I decided to let Jamie sit in the "big boy seat" in the front of the van, to keep him occupied for a moment while I loaded everything in. Big mistake! Once we were all packed and Daisy was in her seat, I strapped Jamie into his seat, shut the side door of the van and walked round to the driver's side, only to find that the door was locked. And so were all the others!! Jamie has pressed the lock button down which had locked all the doors. To make matters worse, the house key was also inside the van.
So there I was, stood outside in the rain while my two kids were locked inside, Daisy due a feed any moment, and no way of getting to the spare keys. I called Wayne and luckily he was able to drive back from work and let me in the house. We then spent a good 15 minutes turning the house upside down searching for the spare keys, periodically running out to reassure Jamie, who was getting quite distressed by this point, as Daisy was crying for her feed. We were just about to take a hammer to one of the windows, when something made me think of Wayne's winter coat, and lo and behold, there were the keys! After releasing the kids and having a strong cup of tea to calm my nerves (felt like having a vodka!!), I decided to give the toddler group a miss and just chill out at home for a bit.
(By the way, this is not the first time that disaster has befallen me on my birthday. A few years ago I backed my mum's car into a motorbike belonging to one of the neighbours, knocking it over and causing a couple of hundred pounds' worth of damage. Perhaps next year I should plan to stay indoors!)
Anyway, the day got back on track with a nice lunch with my mum in Tewkesbury Wetherspoons. Although, it was one of those occasions where you realise you can never have a long, leisurely lunch out when you've got children with you. It was a case of, keep Jamie entertained, shovel as much food into him and myself as possible, and leave before either one of them got to meltdown stage. We were fairly successful anyway.
I spent the afternoon at Wayne's mum's and then Wayne got home from work and we got ready to go out for a meal. I knew that I was getting a fingerprint jewellery necklace from him, and was desperate to see it, so was bugging him incessantly - but he said he'd give it to me when we were out. It was a horrible night, pouring with rain, so we headed straight to Wetherspoons for a drink before going to the Indian. I carried on pestering for my pressie, so in the end he handed over the box. When I opened it, I saw that not only did I have a beautiful necklace with two heart pendants - Jamie's handprint on one and Daisy's footprint on the other, but there was also a ring on the chain. Wayne then said lots of lovely things and asked me to marry him! I wasn't expecting it al all, but said yes straight away.
We've been together for 10 years, through a few ups and downs, but have always been strong and I've never doubted his commitment to me. I suppose we never felt as though we needed to get married - we aren't religious, and have committed in other ways - mortgage, children, etc. Also, if I'm honest I'm terrified of the whole wedding thing, I hate being the centre of attention and the idea of putting so much time, effort and CASH into one day really scares me. So when we finally marry, I think it'll be pretty low-key with just very close friends and family there. Hopefully we'll be able to plan it to be just the way we want, and to suit us...after all, it's taken 10 years to get to this point so there's no rush! Wayne has made it clear he does actually want there to be a wedding though - it wasn't just a gesture to get engaged - he wants me to have the same name as the children and to be his wife (just writing that word freaks me out!!)
So back to my birthday - we went to the Indian for a nice meal and several drinks and then had to run back in time for Daisy's 10pm feed! It was a fab day in the end and our family seem to be very happy with our news.
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