I often feel like a I’m a bad mum, as though I’m not doing it right or that I’m not giving my little one what she wants or needs, but sometimes there’s nothing I can do about it. This week, my daughter Lois, who’s two-and-a-half (the half is important in this story), was singing Happy Birthday around the house. She went off and found a plastic birthday cake with a candle in it. We then had half an hour of singing and pretending to blow out the candle, before she asked if she could have a real birthday with cake, candles and prizes (presents). When I tried to explain that it was another six months until her next birthday, the tears (proper big ones) came. I’ve never seen her so upset, mortified that she couldn’t have a birthday everyday! 
it’s hard for kids to grasp the whole birthday idea, isn’t it? mine was upset about it before as well, but I said it was “very very soon”, and now we can just play Lego. It worked for her 🙂 You sound like a great mom