Happy birthday to me

The birthday is over and I must say, I feel no different being 26 than I did at 25. Although, so much has changed in a year. This time last year, Peapod was the size of an orange. Now, she is an almost 18 pound monkey. Last year, my husband and I spent my birthday weekend with my parents in DC. This year, my husband is on the opposite coast and baby and I are back home living with my parents. I grew up a lot during my 25th year of life. 26, I think I am officially a grownup, not just an adult. At 25 you can rent a car. At 26 you're a grownup. Isn't that how it works? (J/K) Anyways, I only got a few pictures from my birthday, a few worth posting at least.

Don't worry, that's not a forest fire, that's just my 26 candled birthday pound cake. Thanks Grandmother for counting all. 26. candles. and lighting them all...

There's nothing wrong with the picture. That is actually the smoke from my 26 candles. It was so smokey, we had to turn on the fans to air it out.

And there's my sweet Peapod ready to party! Unfortunately, she fell asleep just before the present opening began. These were the only pictures of her awake I got.

(Like the new headband I made her? She needed something flowery with her pink camo shirt from her daddy)

This kid has yet to stay awake to see a present open in her life. Remember Christmas? She slept through all the pretty paper opening then too! I'll have to remember this at her first birthday. Nap prior to gift opening.

Thanks to all of you for the fantastic birthday wishes I received in my email, over facebook, on my phone! I felt so special.