37 years ago...

I was born. Yep, today is my birthday. I was feeling a little melancholy about it, because frankly, the last several haven't been so great. Last year on my birthday I was the sickest I've been in years, and the year before that my wonderful husband was sick. There are some other not-so-great recent birthdays, but today has been very nice. My husband surprised me with some gifts and the kids were so excited to share in our little celebrations. I had lunch with a good friend, and dinner was take out...no cooking for me! I keep telling the kids that I hope I'm around at least another 37 years. JC informed me that would be a really big number! For the first time in years, my dad didn't remind me of the night I was born. Things have changed a great deal since then, and at that time fathers weren't permitted in the delivery room. My dad informed me that my mother was in labor for several hours and there wasn't a comfortable chair anywhere at all in the waiting room. I always knew though, that he didn't really mind. I'm feeling very blessed today!