Today is my 29th birthday. With that, I know I get one birthday wish. I have decided to make a promise to myself this year. This birthday I will not wish for a baby or a pregnancy.

For the past 3 years every candle I have blown out on top of my birthday cake has been a wish that goes something like this, {and not exactly because I know wishes don’t come true if you tell them}… “please, please I wish that I will get pregnant and have lots of babies!” With every year that has come and gone, so has my wish. Maybe I need to be more specific. “Please, please let me get pregnant tonight!”

This year I have a different wish for myself. I am going to wish for world peace. Ok, maybe I am not going to wish for that because we all know that would be a waste of a wish, but I am going to make a wish that has nothing to do with babies, pregnancy, or infertility.

I don’t want to go into the last year of my twenties wishing for another life that is not mine or that I may not ever have.

Birthdays are a new start. Fresh beginnings. A time to start new endeavors with new goals. I am going to move forward with fresh confidence and courage to take on the next year with a happy heart!