It’s been a while since I did one of these, so…
Dear Birthday,
Don’t you do it. Don’t even think about coming one step closer to me. I’m not ready for you yet. See, I’ve thought about this and the truth is, I need a little more time. Maybe a few more months. It’s nothing personal, it’s just that you’ve gone and crept up on me, and I’m not a fan of creepers. I know, I know, there have been times when I’ve rushed you along. Remember 16? Remember 18? And who could forget that 21st one! I begged you to hurry up – to get here fast – so that I could drive, vote and drink (not at the same time, Mom). But now, I’m going to have to ask you to slow things down a bit. I want to hold on to 28 for a little longer, because, let’s face it…29 is old. 29 isn’t just politely knocking on 30’s door, it’s using a crowbar to get up in that b___. And I’m not ready for crowbars or people talking about “the big 3-0” so, back off. Back off, December 20th, and no one has to get hurt.
Love,
M
thetightropeblog.com 
I’m having the same issue with the 28th of December. Me, the queen of birthdays, would rather skip it altogether.
While I’ve only been 29 a couple of months, I can tell you it’s not as bad as you think and so far, it’s been much better than 28…
Remember how Charlotte on SATC decided she would stay 35? Let’s just do that. Only not with 35.