Tomorrow is my birthday, and I’m turning 29 years old – only one more year until the big three-oh. This time last year, I was in the midst of a residency in which I was uncertain I wanted to continue, and each progressive day seemed longer than its predecessor. Was this all there was to life? Evan and I decided to start our family a little earlier than planned, and I’m oh-so-glad that we did. Now, I have an adorable son, who will be three months old tomorrow as I grow one year older.
Tomorrow will not involve extraordinary actions or events. I expect to take Gabriel on a stroller walk through the park, and Evan, Gabriel, and I will go to a family-friendly restaurant to celebrate the occasion. I want to take a nap on the couch with Gabriel asleep on my shoulder, and I want a big hug from Evan as I wake up in the morning. If I can have these four things, which I have enjoyed many times now, then it will be the best birthday I have experienced to date.
Awww….The two of you are quite adorable. Hope the birthday was everything you desired–all the good stuff, indeed.