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Dear Blog,

I constantly dream of writing in you, but I never ever have the moment. There is so much happening that I want to share, but it is happening and I am happening through it and at the end of the day I am absolutely exhausted and I go to sleep.
However, I am still nourishing hopes that I will turn this into good documenting of our existence and therefore, here I am.
Last night was my birthday. I had 0 expectations for this birthday and it turned out to be one of the most awesome birthdays ever. My dear loved one woke me up in the morning and arrows pointed to a mysterious somewhat big box carefully wrapped in Happy Birthday paper. There also was a card!
The card contained one of the most beautiful messages I have ever received, beaten only by other similar cards from birthdays. Basically, it communicated that I am so loved, and I felt this reassurance was so empowering, because of my many shortcomings in patience, especially to my dear loved one.
The box contained a DSLR camera! I can't wait to learn how to use it. I have been dreaming of one for so long.
I treated myself to a yoga class with baby at Lila Yoga on the Bowery, a place I have been dreaming to go to. This was an incredible real yoga class targeted toward me! Ava delightfully chirped around, marveled at my triangles, jumped on me when I would go down for baby Cobra and was very very appreciative of the teacher's generous sharing of her iPhone.
Surprisingly, I somehow managed to benefit largely from this class. It was a full 1 hour and a half. Yes, that is right. Ava was there with her mother doing Yoga for all this time and she neither trashed the palce not had a meltdown. She was just fine, and so was I. But even more impressive is the fact that we drove in for the class, found parking in the East village (a marvel in and of itself), walked briskly to the class and then climbed more than 50 stairs for this! Yes! Seriously! Ava did it all on her own and I am just so proud of my little girl taking on the city bravely.
After the class we got into the car just as promptly and drove right back home to the delightful discovery of my dear loved one working from home. This really never ever happens! He never has time for this and I always fantasize that it will happen. So it did, on my birthday.
I quickly put together a plan for Ava's care for when we go out. i found the place where I wanted to go- Hotel Delmano, reminiscent of a French 19th century salon for intellectuals, serving absenth and everything.
I put on a new dress and lipstick and out we headed. We dropped off Ava at our dear neighboors, coordinated with her grandma to pick her up and put her to bed and off we were to an adventure.
My dear friend Hagit came out with us and we just had the most most delightful night.
The menu at this place is rather interesting and impressive. The cocktails contain strange ingredients and the tapas style place are artfully arranged. We laughed, drank, made jokes about Armenian old school movie starts (the dear loved one was made to pose as some) and well got tipsy.

This morning I dearly paid for my tipsiness by well, being unable to get up. Ava dutifully brought all sorts of objects to the bed, alternately hugging me and stuffing them under the blanket. Somehow she went back to sleep with me and we slept till 11! finally I was well rested then and ready to face the day.