I never thought I’d be nine months pregnant on my 37th birthday but here I am. I’m nine months pregnant and days away from giving birth…or so I thought. My due date was supposed to be May 23rd. Little did I know that all day I was feeling contractions. I thought that “feeling” I felt was just Baby McLaughlin moving around inside of me. Perhaps, I thought, all that spicy food I had been craving through out my pregnancy had finally caught up with me. Nope! My water broke at 11:00 p.m. and my life forever changed…for the better.

Happy Birthday to me. This would be the best birthday of my entire life. Nothing will ever top this.