What a year, People.

Birthed a baby. Okay, so technically that was 2018, but I count it with James having been towards the end of the month. Lived through the first year of Motherhood round 2 — a true feat. Became a family four. A long maternity leave (that I barely remember). A return to work; school. A season of baseball.

Successfully parenting two children — one whose school career has officially commenced as a certified Kindergartner. Trips.

The wonderful trips. Brother and I braving the trek and taking off for France for a couple weeks with The Boys. Oh, the stories I could tell (and will tell).

Douglas Lake.

So much family time.

So much growth. Realizing that I — that you — that we — are all and always stronger than we credit ourselves for being.

I’m one year post partum and sure as hell can’t wait to see what 2020 has in store.

It’s going to be good. I feel it in my bones.