My birthday was Saturday. And per the title, it is the first time I turned 29 . . . we'll see what number I celebrate next year.
I wasn't sure to approach my birthday on the blog, as well, it wasn't the greatest. On paper it didn't appear it would be, as I had an engagement session scheduled, plus a 6 hour wedding, but I was still convinced my birthday could still be celebrated adequately.
I didn't account for a fight between Tony and I just as I was leaving for my wedding.
That'll about crush any chance at a good birthday. Eight plus hours of work and a fight with your best friend? Again, not a chance.
Thankfully, both the engagement session and the wedding went swimmingly well!
When I returned home Tony apologized, there were cards, cake options, a present and a stubborn boy who refused to sing happy birthday to me. We celebrated my birthday for a bit as we indulged [even though I'd eaten clean all week, including my birthday on the job].
I listened to the baby's heart beat on the doppler before going to bed. 156 bpm. That and perspective were the best part of my day.
Here's to the rest of the year being better. :)