For over a month now, I have been planning my BFFs surprise 40th birthday party with her husband and a few of her closest friends. Of course I couldn’t write anything about it, because she reads my blog, so I am so happy to finally be able to talk about it. Last Friday, we hosted 50 of Ali’s closest friends and family poolside at her house with a fun band, food and drinks galore. The surprise started out with Ali meeting us for Pedicures and then we concocted a plan to go back to her house with our families for swimming, which is something that happens regularly so it wasn’t a stretch. Did it go off without a hitch? Well, in the end it did, but not before Ali gave us a bit of heartburn throughout the day, which is how I knew she wasn’t onto us. Around noon, Dusti reached out to me letting me know that Ali was slow at work due to a tech issue with their network, so she wanted to leave early and swim (it was over 100 degrees that day). So now we were in a panic because we planned to decorate at 1:30 pm and then Ali’s mom and Traci would go over around 5pm and set the food out. The group texts from Ali started to come through and we all had to play it off like we totally agreed. Our only saving grace was that she had an interview at 3pm that she couldn’t blow off and had to be part of. The other thing you should know is that Ali works 5 minutes from her house, and her house is literally on the way to my house so I was worried she would stop at home to check on her kids before meeting up for pedicures. So we had to get sneaky, we called in reinforcements with her mom to take the kids for a bit so Ali knew they were in good hands. Then we decided to all meet up early at my house for a drink and girl time before the pedicures in hopes that Ali wouldn’t go home first. Around 1:30 pm I headed up to Ali’s to decorate, but it started to get windy and rain so we couldn’t do any decorating, which meant Traci and Ali’s mom would have to do it all at 5pm before the party.
Lucky for us, Ali stayed the course and followed our plan perfectly, although it still created a bit of chaos for us throughout the rest of the day. Dusti was making the cake for the party, she owns her own business Tres Sucre and makes the most delicious and beautiful cakes ever! Her plan was to run the cake up around 4:30/5pm then head over to my house for pedicures around 5:30, but instead she had to run it up early, which meant she had to finish it early, before Ali picked her up on the way to my house at 4:15. It was a small change, but it did create a bit of panic with Dusti to make sure she could have it done in time and at Ali’s house for the big reveal later that night. In addition, earlier that day, Lauren called me from a babysitting job to tell me she was sick with the stomach flu and needed to come home. Lucky for us, her cousin was with her and ended up staying to finish the babysitting job for her. However, Lauren was supposed to watch Ali’s brother’s kids that night during the party and now I had to make other arrangements. Dusti’s daughter was planning to hang out with Lauren that night so she said she would do the babysitting job for Lauren. Phew! Since drinks at my house were impromptu, I didn’t have much on hand for mixers, but Dusti created something from cranberry soda water, vodka, raspberries and mint. While having drinks, I started to set the stage for the night letting her know Will would be getting back from St. George that night and has been talking about seeing her son Connor. During the pedicures, I had Billy call and say that he was heading up to Ali’s to swim and hang out with Dan…the plan was in place. After pedicures we all piled into Ali’s car and headed up to her house and I couldn’t wait to get there because the surprise was killing me, I wanted to pull it off so badly. But when we pulled onto her street she saw all the cars and asked what we had done, I thought for sure our cover was blown, but apparently I have an amazing poker face, and I made her believe I had no idea what she meant. Plus once we got inside her house, it was empty and not a trace of evidence there was a party in her backyard. Finally, we walked outside and she saw the band and people there, and she seemed surprised, unsure, mad, happy and excited all at once. Turning 40 for her, hasn’t been at the top of her list, so I hope the party made it bearable. Tomorrow is her actual birthday, which I hope she takes in stride and realizes how amazing her first 40 years have been with 3 kids, a hardworking husband, a great job, killer house, a grand baby on the way, and friends and family who love and adore her. Lucky for me, I have been part of her 40 year journey since we were 12, and I am excited to see what the years ahead have in store for us.
So, you might be wondering how I am feeling since last week. If you asked me yesterday, I would have said that I wasn’t feeling well, and had body aches, low grade fever and my upper deck was in so much pain and I was developing a red spot on one side. I was once again worried about mastitis, but this time around, I was showing early signs of infection. However, if you asked me today how I was feeling, I would say that I woke up in puddle of sweat, my hair soaking wet and my shirt damp and I felt 100% better. My chest is still a bit sore, but nothing compared to yesterday. I was even able to do a bit of shopping with my friend Piper today to redo Lauren’s room. I will post before/after pictures once the project is complete. The thing that is getting me down is that I have been pumping 6x a day and I haven’t lost anymore weight, still 24/40 pounds so since the pumping isn’t helping my cause, I am going to start weaning myself off and drying up my milk. Since I only have 2 1/2 weeks left until I head back to work, I might as well see if I can stop pumping before then. If anyone has ideas on a good weaning strategy let me know. I am thinking I will cut back to 15 minutes from 20 for the first 3 days, then start extending the time between pumps to 4 hours from 3 hours and continue pumping less time and extending time between pumps. Sounds logical on paper, but I have no idea how my body will react, so I will just take it slowly. I am continuing to see progress with my stomach shrinking each week, so that is encouraging, but I still have a ways to go before I am back into all my clothes again. I just hope my workmates don’t get sick of the 4 outfits that fit me.
On Monday, I sent my final package of breast milk to Derek and Sara, which weighed in at 16 pounds. I am so happy that I was able to provide the liquid gold to Jackson, even it was for a short period of time, it was worth it. Just look at this cutie, he is eating like crazy, locking eyes, super wiggly and is starting to check out things around him. He also loves his tummy time and is getting so strong. His Grandpa and Grandma came to visit this last week, so they sent me a few pictures to share from their visit.