I don't really know why it is such a big deal to me, but it seems like such a big number. I look at the number 35 and think I am now half way to 40. I have never really cared about age at all, but I just feel old. It is probably because I am 8 months pregnant and chasing a 3 year old all day, but that is how I feel. Maybe it is because I think I am too old to be having a baby, although I am glad we waited as long as we did so I that I had the chance to stay home. I am sure that a few weeks after the baby gets here all will be back to normal. Right now I think I will go to the kitchen and make myself a cake. I am sure that I deserve it.
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Happy Birthday, Sweetheart. Bless your heart. Thank you for sharing your feelings. If I were there or if you were here today, I would have baked or at least bought you a birthday cake. I'm glad that one of the best bakers and most talented young women I know is going to make you a cake - YOU. We love you, Grandma & Grandpa
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