Birthday, it's a love/hate relationship. It definitely is a point in your week/month/year where you stop and think about how far you have come. Sometime we make birthday define us and that is hard.
I use to hate getting old just because in my perfect mind I always thought I was going to be the young cute mom with my perfect cute kids. HA!
I'm now excited to be a more older wiser mom because I have to and that is what I am looking forward to now. A new me, in my 30's and what I want.
When our miracle baby gets old, it for sure gets harder. Another year without a sibling close together, another year.
I had a very hard time this past June when she turned 4. I just hated her getting older. She has really entered into a stage where she just doesn't need me that much anymore. It had me thinking so much of her starting Kindergarten next year.
When I my therapist and I talked through this it was amazing the tools and tricks to recreate a new dream of our future. Some dream I want for my 30's and Brinley's last year in Pre-school.
I have some pretty big dreams for these next 10 years and I'm excited, hopeful and happy for what I want for our family.
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