Today is my birthday.
Today I am a year older than yesterday.
Today I am no wiser than yesterday so I’m not totally on board with being any older.
Today B Lloyd totally believes that I am 21. I honestly have not made her believe this. A couple of years ago when she had no concept of age or birthdays only occurring once a year, she thought I was 3 the same as her. Somehow over the last year she has decided the number I am is much less than Nanna Gibbs so therefore it must be 20. Because 20 is a big number. Today I am 21.
I have said it before, and I will say it again.
Seeing the world through the eyes of a 5 year old. Awesome.
Today I will be mostly trying to work out how it is 7 weeks since Harry Lloyd was stillborn and how I am not celebrating my birthday being 32 weeks pregnant. All milestones have been hard, but this feels a particularly tough one.
Today when I blow out my birthday candles I only have one wish.