09/10/2025
Today I’m 36 years old.
And 28 weeks pregnant with our darling
I woke up this morning to a gorgeous surprise from Atlas (who stays up waaaay later than me). Balloons and birthday activities ready to go! I went to visit him in bed and he sang me the birthday song that he wrote and that we also sing to our baby in utero.
I cried.
I love birthdays for how reflective and special they can be.
As we cuddled in bed I told him about how when I was growing up with my parents and 2 sisters, the tradition was that when it was your birthday you’d stay in bed, and in due course you’d hear a precession of the rest of the family walking slowly down the hall, in a line, presents in hand singing “Happy birthday to you...”
Eventually your door would slowly open and the whole fam would sit on your bed and hand you a present at a time to open.
It was so special.
Having our own baby soon has me tearful thinking about all the traditions we might spark together, all the creative ways we might imbue their life with wonder and magic and play.
What their birthdays might look like.
I’m so grateful for such a creative, loving, and life giving partner to do this with.
Love you 💗
