Which if you think of it like that, is pretty cool.
Better than seeing it as some sort of flaw of mine, an age to admit with embarrassment to those around me who are younger. Like with each year I should have somehow held back time. Stopped in its tracks those new little wrinkles, this expanding belly, that sly grey hair, the needing to be in bed at an reasonable hour because i'm so damn tired all the time...
That sounds much better...
34 Years of breathing, heart beating, eyes seeing, head thinking, learning, dreaming, loving....
The list goes on...
I'm glad to be here and glad to be me.
And I think we should anticipate and celebrate our birthdays like we did as children. With excitement and pleasure.
Which is kind of what I did.
To make it all the sweeter my brother who lives far away in Seattle and I haven't seen in the flesh for two and a half years just happened to be in England AND was able to come stay for my birthday.
Whoop whoop!
The morning of my birthday Hubby made the best birthday breakfast I have ever had. I didn't need to eat again for like hours...
He also got me our traditional birthday flowers...
I got cards and presents which made me happy. And later that morning we went for a walk with my youngest before he started preschool for the afternoon...
Too cute right?
We ate a delicious Lunch here...
Then we spent an afternoon in the woods...
Indulging my brothers nerdy need to go bird watching...
I had a little go...
And as always on my birthday in the evening was filled with good friends, delicious food and flowing wine. But I was enjoying myself too much to photograph any of it.
So help yourself to a slice of cake and celebrate with me my 34th year of life x
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