Birthday Thiefs

My birthday is on the 11th of Feb. Its been that way for 20 years so people should have gotten used to it by now and attempted to mentally reserve it for me. But no.

Birthday thief #1: My dog Alphie. Here he is... 

Alphie the dog

Well I suppose my parents are the real culprits. Alphie is a Human Society doggy so we don't know exactly when he was born, only that it was some time in February. Naturally my parents decided to celebrate his birthday on the 11th. They even made a cake that looked like him! but no cake for me :( and then at the end of the night everyone sung happy birthday to Alphie. 

Birthday thief #2: My boyfriend's Newborn niece. How do i compete for attention with a baby?? Babies turn people into babbling, clucky idiots. Its like a super power or something. Even I am not immune to its forces of doom.

When Nikki went into labour the day before my birthday I thought I was safe but unfortunately for me the birth just had to be well over 24 hours and end in a c-section. This was all because the baby "did not want to turn around". It seems awful suspicious to me. 

Needless to say, now that I'm competing with a puppy and a baby my birthday will never be the same again.