Friday was my 30th birthday. The big 3-0 wasn't so bad. It was actually really good. Michael had Pink come in to keep Stella and Yates and he took me on a fabulous little get away. We had early dinner at Fearing's, followed by the symphony, then we walked over to the The W's Ghost Bar and back to the Ritz for wine and a night away with no babies. The next morning M had arranged a full spa day, another dinner and then a big present on top of it all - an amazing vintage watch from the whole family. Thank you all, I LOVE IT SO MUCH.
I don't know what I did to deserve such a wonderful, thoughtful husband, the most perfect family and the best 30th birthday ever.