March 12, 1976 and then March 12, 1978 - 2 years later....
I wish I could remember when I turned 2. When my dad or sibling would've told me that I had a new baby sister....on MY birthday. I try to think how my kids at 2 would've handled it. How I would've handled it as their mother, stuck in the hospital on my sweet 2 year old's birthday. My memories of having the same birthday as my sister Roberta were never really good memories. I remember receiving a doll and being excited about it until I noticed Berta had the SAME gift - a doll. For some reason I had in my mind that being 2 year's older than her granted me the right to have gifts that were 2 years above her status. So for the rest of my childhood birthday's, I remember having to celebrate with younger sister Berta. I think mom tried to make it special at times, as I see pictures of 2 birthday cakes or seperate parties. Now that we are 34 and 32, things have changed. I love to see the surprise on people's faces when we tell them we were born on the same day. How is that possible? It's kind of like having a twin and yet cooler. So thanks, mom, for timing that perfectly. And thanks, Berta, for doing your part too.
Part II on this birthday to me, was a surprise get-a-way to a B&B in Holland, MI near Lake Michigan. My husband did more planning that weekend than I think he did for our whole wedding. What fun. We've never been to a B&B. They totally pampered us with bath robes, fire place, jacuzzi tub, breakfast in our room with the great view, and speakers coming out of the ceilings. We ate at a fantastic restaurant called Piper's. Just the best food ever - no interruptions except for a lady that felt she should order anything she wanted whether it was on the menu or not. It is fun to pretend for a weekend that you're rich, super young again or just pay tons of money to sleep all day in someone else's home. Who thought of this whole Bed & Breakfast idea anyway? Then we raced home to take Laish to a taekwondo tournament and watch our niece and nephew, and alas, the rest was over. It does still stay fresh in my memory. Thank you, Aaron. From arranging babysitting to having fresh flowers ready for me in our B&B room. I am a better wife and mom when rested....(hint....hint)
