Tomorrow I will be 32 years old and 39 weeks pregnant. Hmm, when did all that happen? Normally, I like to celebrate my whole birthday week. Spoiled I know. But this time around I've barely put a thought into the day. Just another year. It could have to do with all the things going on. I'm praying for someone in the hospital, anxiously waiting on baby, busy with a couple of work projects, and keeping an eye on my lovable lab. They all take precedent over a birthday this time. Maybe hubs has something small planned up his sleeves. Hint hint!
One of my crushes… Anthropologie, sent a sweet note just for moi. A candle necklace and a little incentive to do a bit of shopping. Not that I needed any, but how thoughtful!