I still can’t quite believe it, but it was my 30th birthday over the bank holiday weekend. I don’t feel like a 30 year old!
Sadly my ME and fibro were really, really bad which made celebrating rather difficult. I think I’ll do a separate post about that, and keep this one positive! Here are some photos of the beautiful vintage-style afternoon tea my mum held at her house for me, including a gorgeous cake and some gigantic balloons my mother-in-law got for me.
This is me after zero sleep (fibro painsomnia), still somehow looking half-alive! Look how big my balloons are!
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