Happy birthday to me.....

So yeah, its officially my birthday. 29 years old. Officially closer to 30 than 20. Its honestly hard to wrap my head around. Not the age, as much as what it means. I was originally put on hospice, and told I would be lucky to see christmas. The likely good of seeing my birthday was just not gonna happen, but here I am. Wrapping my head around it is hard.

Today I spent with my little family. We went on a walk, went to the pool, and then took a long nap. For me thats all I could ask for. (Well that and a vanilla dr pepper). I was supposed to go to dinner, but over did myself this morning.  Heck I rarely do dinner. Chemo doesnt agree with food. So we cancelled childcare and reservations to hang at home with my hubby and a movie. We will reschedule another time.

At the end of the day I'm perfectly happy. Yeah, I will likely puke before my night is over, but it doesnt matter. Im here and I wasnt projected to be. So I am happy with my quiet night at home with my boys.