For 12 years I was either nursing a baby or pregnant.  I was a stay at home mom and we homeschooled until my oldest was in the seventh grade.  My kids were my life.  That was all.

Then I started a business.  It was part time for 3 years.

Then we got a store front location.  It was more than full time, more like ALL the time, but I went home at 2:30 to be with my kids and came back for odd hour appointments when Craig was home.  I did paperwork after 11 hour shifts on Saturdays, and on Sundays and Mondays.  That’s what it’s like when you own your own business.

Then Craig broke his arm and was out of work for 4 months.  Then Craig’s employer went out of business and Craig decided to go to Nursing School.

Now I work full time and go to school full time and Craig is in charge of picking up the kids.  It’s a little weird.

I had an out of body experience today.  Like I was in the wrong place, in somebody else’s life.  I was in the hallway of my Statistics class with my jogging stroller and my backpack, wearing my running shoes, running pants, and warm weather gear.

Truth be told I feel a little naked without my kids.

It was a Talking Heads moment.  “And you may ask yourself, how did I get here?”

So Zach and Sean, my two middle kids, have birthdays on January 7th and 11th.  And do you think we’re having a birthday party for them?  Nope.  Not a chance.   Ain’t gonna happen.

I tried to explain to them that they could have a birthday party but that I wouldn’t be able to be there, I couldn’t get the presents, or bake the cake because I am in school till 9pm on Fridays, and I work all day Saturday.

By executive order, I hereby move your birthdays to June.  (Me waving my magic wand). January birthdays are a pain in the butt anyway.  They’re right after Christmas and New Years, it’s miserably cold, and there just aren’t enough hours in the day.

So, you are invited to a birthday party for two amazing kids.  It’s gonna be sometime in June, there will be lots of cake and ice cream.  There will be tons of friends and family, and we’ll probably go somewhere outdoors, because that’s something that kids with January birthdays never get to do.  We’re going to burn candles and sing Happy Birthday really loud.  It’s gonna be awesome!  I hope you can come.

Wendy Finn is the mother of 4 boys, owner of I.M. Spa, a Raw Food Enthusiast and educator, a world traveler in pursuit of superior massage education, a Master Massage Therapist of 20 plus years, a gardener, and a nursing student.  She’s passionate about touching people and sharing health.