Why do flowers make me smile?

I'm pregnant and hormonal and today is my birthday.

I started off the day with my son yelling, "Go away Mommy, I'm crabby." This would be funny if I weren't pregnant and hormonal and today wasn't my birthday.

I also started the day listening to Steve complain about his upset stomach (which he blamed on stale cake that apparently someone FORCED him to eat). I would be sympathetic if I weren't pregnant and hormonal and today wasn't my birthday.

But I'm pregnant and hormonal and today is my birthday. So this morning induced a meltdown where all I could sob was, "I just wanted someone to wish me a happy birthday and say they love me."

Then of course I get to work and everyone is so nice to me, wishing me a happy birthday and bringing me chocolate cherry cake that is so yummy...it only made me hide in the bathroom and cry some more.

Did I mention I'm pregnant and hormonal and today is my birthday?

And then my wonderful husband sends me flowers and it just makes me smile to look at them despite the fact that I'm pregnant and hormonal. Why? What is it about flowers that makes me smile? Is there some magical quality to these buds that induces the muscles of my face to curve upward? Or is it that after a rocky start to the day, I got my simple, "Happy Birthday honey...we love you," in the form of a beautiful bouquet?

I love you guys too...even if you are crabby and sick and didn't initially understand that I'm pregnant and hormonal and today is my birthday.