I thought this birthday would bring a bit more drama in my mind, but actually it wasn't so bad. I was even pretty proud of myself for not allowing what could have been a day-changing phone call to put a bruise in my otherwise perfect day. I focused on what is important, I stayed thankful for what I have, and I chose to see 35 as a badge of honor rather than the day I needed to run out to get some wrinkle cream and hair dye.
From college through 27, 8:30 at night would not be finding me at my computer blogging. I would either be starting my night early, or getting ready to start my night. The later of those years were spent with my now-husband having dinner before hitting the bars. And on my 28th birthday, I remember that my wish was that my next birthday I would be celebrating with a big belly. And that wish came true. When I turned 29 I was nine months pregnant. From then on birthdays have been spent with quick dinners out with my husband, worrying how the kids were doing at home.
I certainly haven't regretted one birthday (well, let me take that back. I don't regret any birthdays since my 16th, which was the most horrible birthday ever!) Things are different, but my one wish that came true is definitely also what started the best series of birthday presents I could ask for. Having children is my dream come true, what I have always wanted. This year I get my actual present on Wednesday. I am getting my first tattoo in over 10 years, check back later and I will have a pic!