Thank you for all the birthday wishes I’ve already gotten. You’ll be glad to know I am feeling a bit better today. I think whatever it was is on the fast track out of my system, thank goodness. I just hope M or PJ doesn’t pick it up.
Last year was my first birthday as a wife and mother. I remember how different the whole day felt to me. The day wasn’t focused on me, but PJ still, just like every other day. M did do one thing to make the day special, though, and I will never forget it. When he finished work that evening, we went outside, me in my new birthday clothes, and he took pictures of me and PJ. It was such a simple, last-minute type of present, but it has always been the most meaningful to me. I can’t even remember what else I got last year. This year, he agreed to do the same. I put on a new dress my mom sent and put PJ in a non-clashing outfit, and we “posed” for pictures, as much as a nineteen-month-old ever will. Here are the presents I will treasure the most from today: