Happy 33rd Birthday To Me

Yesterday was my 33rd birthday. I actually had to think a little while back about how old I was going to be. I think especially since Erin was born I haven’t really paid too much attention to myself or my birthdays. When Erin asked me how old I was going to be she proceeded to tell me I was old so I guess it doesn’t really matter how old I really am any more now! Usually we don’t do anything at all for my birthday. This is the busiest time of year for John at work and he’s not really

The Problem With A New Year’s Day Birthday

In some ways, Erin being born on New Year’s Day is something pretty amazing. When she’s older I can’t wait to let her stay up to watch the fireworks to celebrate her birthday and I can’t wait for that to be something really special that we can do together each year. However, there are loads of reasons why having a New Year’s Day birthday really sucks! We live in a small-ish town in North Norfolk and neither me or John drive. This means that there are very few options for things to do. For Erin’s first birthday we went into