My 23rd birthday

Yesterday was a happy day. I turned 23! Almost time for the quarter life crisis. It was a great day. We all slept in a little, did some shopping, went out to eat, then had a good long walk followed by giving Savannah a super long a splashy bath. It's funny how birthdays change when you have a baby. Even though its supposed to be "your day," you will never have your own day again. Nothing will ever really be about me again, and I am totally fine with it. However, it was very fun to feed her some of the wonderful cake Noah made me. :)