There are really no words to express the slew of emotions that washed over 2017. There was love and there was loss; there were lies; there was healing; there was the greatest gift and the reason for living that pushed and shoved her way into my world against all odds and with very little warning.
Disclaimer: I may relate as a “new” mom, but this is not my first go-round. I have a 13 year old son and a 10 year old daughter with my ex-husband. I had zero intent of starting over and even went so far as to be quite vocal about how intensely CRAZY I thought girlfriends my age were when they decided to have babies!
I probably shouldn’t act like I’m over the hill.. I just turned 36. I’ll be the first to admit, though, that pulling all-nighters with a fussy newborn is a whole different kind of rodeo at 35 than it is at 25. In every other way, though, I find myself in a state of admiration and adoration of this little life every single day. I appreciate every moment with her so much more than I did with the big kids because I know now without a doubt in my mind that I’m going to blink, and she will be grown.
I claim to be an expert of absolutely nothing! I like to write. I love to cook. I crochet to put my mind at peace when the hamster won’t stop spinning the wheel. I laugh. I cry. I live. I learn. I want to share.
So my gift to myself for 2018 is this.. a blog, an outlet for my thoughts and a platform to share the things I learn and the things I find. I hope you enjoy and follow.