Happy Birthday to me (a day early)

My 32nd birthday is tomorrow, but I'll be busy so I'm doing this post a day early. This picture is from last year's birthday and every time I see it, I can't help but think of where I was a year ago and how different it was from this year already. I hated my birthday last year. I was depressed and was in no mood to celebrate. I didn't care about presents, celebrating or doing anything special that day. People would ask me what I wanted for my birthday and I remember telling them I didn't care what I got. I was still healing from my c-section and I still looked a little pregnant, even thought I wasn't anymore. All I wanted was Alexandra. I can even spot a few baby items in that picture. All I remember about this birthday was crying and that it was nothing like what I had imagined. I do remember my husband saving the day by asking some family to come over and celebrate with me though. :-)  What a guy, all he wanted was for me to be somewhat happy.

This year all of those things are stored away, out of sight, but my mood seems to be a lot lighter and maybe even, dare I say it, happier, even though I still miss Alexandra so very much.