Monday was my birthday.
37. Two wonderful children and 33 weeks pregnant with our 3rd. Living in France for 7 years with a man who looks after us and works so hard. All of this and this family he has given me is the best birthday present I could ever imagine. And, yes lunch unfortunately sucked but thank you for taking me out.
Sam wished me happy birthday first thing in the morning but Bella acted shy and refrained from speaking. After school Sam again wished me happy birthday over and over but Bella kept her distance. I'm not sure if she thought grown ups didn't have birthdays or we just don't age.....later that evening she edged her way towards me and whispered "happy birthday mummy, you're my best friend".