Dzana's Birthday

I ended my 34th year two weeks and one day after Ephram was born. My dad would say that I’m actually now 35. And that January 14th was the last day that I was 34. I think. I get really confused by his logic surrounding birthdays. :)

I didn’t expect much for my birthday with everything else that had gone on. I was still sore from the surgery and a little bloated from the liquids they gave me – although that had improved a lot in the days leading up to my birthday. I hadn’t really slept in about a month.

I told Andy that all I wanted for my birthday was an extra nap. He gave that to me, and took care of both of the boys for the majority of the day. He made me dinner, fried eggs and english muffins at my request. It might sound weird – but I’d been craving fried eggs with runny yokes since I first found out I was pregnant. (You aren’t supposed to have undercooked eggs when you are pregnant!) Andy did a great job of preparing for my birthday and surprised me with gifts from him and both of the kids. Charlie had picked out a microphone for me. He promptly took it and started singing into it himself. :) Andy also had a cake made for me and we enjoyed pieces of it with chocolate ice cream.

It was an awesome birthday – one of the best that I’ve had. It was nice to take some time and concentrate on something besides the baby!

I do have pictures with me in them - but Charlie is in them too, so I can't put them up on the blog. Sorry!