My Birthday

Friday was my Birthday. I have always loved my Birthday; my parents made a point to differentiate between it and Christmas and in doing so made it a big deal. I loved it, I still do! In my mind your birthday should be the one day that you can do anything you want to and you should LOVE it!
My birthday also happens to be The Girls official due date, their original due date was Christmas Day but was changed to my Birthday at our 12 week ultrasound which Mr.K had predicted at our very first visit. Even though we knew there was no way I would make it to my due date and I had been "penciled in" to be induced on the 18th of November, I still always hoped to share my birthday with My Girls. And if you know me...you know I don't share, but still I couldn't imagine anything better! Giving Birth on my Birthday, sounds pretty amazing to me!
Last year on my Birthday I was a wreck, not only because I so badly wanted The Girls but because I had lost my job the day before. To tell the truth, I don't remember any of it! This year though I anticipated my Birthday with a bit of happiness, I have come so far in my grief and I have to admit I think I owe a lot of that to all of you. I woke up early that morning with sadness but as Mr.K and I ate breakfast and watched Maggie play I thought of My Girls and smiled...I miss them but I know they are loved and I know they are happy in heaven, and it is a wonderful place to be.