I turned 33 yesterday.
I went to blow out my candle and make my wish.
I looked around.
Some good friends had come over to celebrate and made me a yummy chocolate cake.
My husband was smiling and had worked so hard to spoil me and give me the best birthday.
Then my sweet little baby boy stared at me. Last year on my birthday I found out he was a boy. He was healthy and smiley and happy. Last year when I blew out my candles I put everything I had inside me into that wish. It had come true.
I paused. Justin saw my hesitation. "Wish for a wakeboarding boat!"
Oh yeah a wakeboarding boat... that would be fun. I blew out the candle.
Someone else can have my wish this year though. I don't really need a wakeboarding boat.
Here's to FABULOUS 33!