At 12:01 this morning, Brian woke me up and whispered “happy birthday…”
At 4:30 this morning, I woke up to a crying ten month old. He was diagnosed with a double ear infection on Friday, so I was pretty happy to be able to comfort this sweet little baby in my Mama arms.
I changed his diaper and nursed him, laid him back down, fell asleep.
At 6:59 this morning, my kids cuddle in bed with Brian and I, it was such a sweet way to start my day.
I took a shower, got ready, came downstairs, found coffee and a muffin waiting for me and a compliment “you look so beautiful …”
Already, at 9:33 am, this birthday may be the best one ever.
Welcome, thirty-four, I’m happy to see you.