A parents birthday

Today is my birthday.
It feels like a parents birthday.
Hannah came home yesterday from nursery with a temperature and she spent most of the night waking up every 10 minutes crying. Needless to say we all looked pretty rough this morning whilst I opened my presents in bed.
We had planned to go to the aquarium today but we lowered our goals to birthday lunch in a local cafe. By midmorning we had ruled this out too.
So we settled into cuddles and reading books on the dofa. Today if one child wasn't crying then the other one was.
As I write this Alice is finally asleep in my arms and my lass is in Hannah's room holding her hand until she's asleep. Something tells me the birthday dinner is going out of the window too.
At least there was cake!