Birthdays

Today I turn 38, and though I have rarely made a big deal of my birthdays in the past, this one seems particularly insignificant. Three days ago, my daughter, my first child, Freya Belle McCullough was born at 6:55 am, weighing in at a healthy 8 pounds 15 ounces. Mom and baby are now home from the hospital and doing fine. Freya even allowed us a nice four hours of sleep last night.

So at 38, I am truly reminded of what ‘birthday’ actually means.

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