I turned 34 last week. The past four years have gone by at a rapid rate. Not surprising given that I had my first (and long awaited and much desired) pregnancy, we made a nice long visit to Canada, my husband started a new job and travelled o/s a good deal, I left my job, we bought our first house to the opposite side of town, my Dad died, we had a second child and well, then I turned 34....and had a lovely, lovely day. Here's some of the evidence.
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