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It's my party...

A certain someone turned 29 today which is WAY too close to the big 3-0. It brought with it the realization that if I'm not miraculously pregnant within the next couple of months that I will not be able to pop out a little one before I'm 30.

It was a great birthday as far as birthdays go. I'm not a huge holiday type person especially when gift-giving is involved, so I kinda just tolerate it all. We went to dinner with my mom, Aaron, his parents and my sis-in-law. I got everything I could have ever asked for and then some. (Including a replacement camera for the one I lost.)

Which has caused a little bit of regret on my part. You see, I'm a terrible gift-giver. Always have been and I'm sure always will be. I find it gut-wrenching to hunt for the "perfect" gift and I never pick up on those subtle clues that people give. Or not so subtle in the case of my mother.

I didn't actually give Aaron anything for his b-day this year and last year I gave him a garden hose. Seriously. One of the first years we were dating, I gave him cash for Christmas. And we were out late hunting for my mom a gift the night before her birthday this month.

So, I'm lucky that the people in my life love me enough that they still spend so much effort to make my birthday wonderful! I certainly don't deserve it and I'm completely uncapable of returning the favor, but it is very much appreciated. Days like today remind me how incredibly blessed I am with great friends and family!!!

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  1. JessJuly 31, 2009 at 12:53 AM

    Happy Birthday...I'm like you, I suck at giving gifts, lol! I will have to say that a garden hose is pretty bad but practicle!

    I hope you get a BFP in the next few months and have that baby before the big 3-0!

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  2. KandiceJuly 31, 2009 at 7:45 AM

    Happy Birthday...(day late) Don't feel bad. I'm a horrible gift giver too. I just don't think it's in our blood :)

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