I was Super MOM for a moment.......

Did my hubby forget my bday? Well....yes and no. I'll explain. I've completely programmed his phone....with bdays, anniversaries, appts...u name it. And usually, I let the alarm ring at 10 am. But when I was in Canada....I changed the time of the alarm for my bday to 4pm. I suppose I wanted to see if he remembered for a change.

So we've got a 6 hour time difference going on right now....and he calls me at 5pm my time. So basically, he's just gotten to work at 11 am. He talks for quite a while....this and that....that and this. But no mention of my bday. No problem, I said to myself. I really don't expect anything from him anymore. So who cares?

Well....come 10:02 pm, my time...he calls me again....talking really low...says he's in the DR's office and happy bday. His alarm went off two minutes ago....he can't talk and he's so sorry for forgetting. And that was that. I didn't say much. He said he was calling from his cell so he couldn't talk.


You think he felt like a shit? I'm disappointed and I'm trying not to be. I sat up last night and started crying......it felt good to get it out......and I was sorta hoping he'd call back.....but no. He was obviously busy with other things.

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My mom called me.....and she joked and laughed with me.....she's so funny. I finally told her I'm pregnant. And rather than the hard time I was expecting....she was supportive and happy for me. She sympathized with my confusion and told me that a new baby is a blessing. She ended the last minute on the phone card singing me happy bday saying that was the last thing she wanted me to hear....her singing. Well...a minute goes on forever and she had to sing it 5 times till the line finally cut. I was laughing like crazy...cuz she was calling me from a phone booth and she already told me that there was a lady waiting for the phone. I wonder what she thought about the crazy 55 yr old woman singing happy bday?

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I started my modified LC diet today. So far for breakfast I've had a chicken salad with homemade mayonnaise.....it's really good. Oh yeah, and I put some kalamata olives in it. I'll be making myself a coffee and I've drank about a litre of water....so that's good. It's modified....so don't worry....I'll be getting enough carbs. But funny enough...although I ate a huge bowl of salad...because of the absence of any bread, potatoes, macaroni.....I feel this dull ache in my stomach. I'm a carb junkie.

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My cannibal forgot her cell phone in her pants again. And she stuck her pants in the washing machine......yup. Her phone is dead. This is the 3rd time for her to do that. I've paid $60 LE to fix up her phone again everytime. Not this time, tho. When she realized....she ran to the washing machine, which had already finished and sobbed her eyes out. She finally calmed down and sat at the diningroom table to start her homework. She kept crying while she was writing. Now I have mixed feelings on this issue.....I"M PISSED! At the same time....I hate seeing her cry. But I did the super mom thing.....I really did. I went in the kitchen and got out my secret stash of Tim Hortons cappacino and made her a cup. I brought it to her at the table and said to her....."you know when is the time we most need to be loved?" And through her tears....she asked me when? So I told her, "The time we most need to be loved is when we really feel like we don't deserve it." And I gave her a little squeeze. I told her I loved her...but that I was upset and that there would be a punishment for this later.....but the pain that she was feeling right now was punishment enough...so we'll talk when she's calmed down. She stood up and hugged me hard and sobbed into my shoulder.

I'm happy I made the decision to do that. Haven't we all been there? But last night before she went to bed, she looked at me with such love in her eyes.....I was great to her. All too soon she'll be devising ways to kill me in my sleep.....but for just a moment in time....I was her everything. What a feeling. I think it's safe to think that should I get stuck on a desert island with her....she may just hold off eating me for awhile.

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Oh yeah...the beets? Well....I ate the entire KG of them....and I'm scared.....everything is red....I mean...EVERYTHING!! LOL! Why do I do that to myself? None of the girls liked the beet salad....so I had a free hand with it. Well, I'd rather stuff my face on beet salad than on chocolate bars. When I was pregnant with my second child I ate TONS of chocolate bars....couldn't get enough. I was even taking my kids chocolates from them......sheesh........