Wow. What a difference a year can make.
I celebrated another birthday this past week, and of course, it had me thinking back over the year. Last year, I wasn't yet pregnant. While the idea was already being discussed, I didn't expect a second baby before my next birthday. Last year, the idea of moving wasn't even on our radar. We were grateful Tyler had a job, even if it included traveling, and we thought we'd be in Chicago indefinitely. Last year feels like half a lifetime ago.
This year, I welcomed a new decade- my 30s. Thanks to the past year, I have plenty more life events checked off my bucket list, and then some- like living in New York City, a dream of mine back when I was in high school, but one I let go years ago. I not only had a second child, I had her at home, in a tub in my own bedroom. I became a La Leche League leader. I knit matching hats for my daughter and my newborn, and I put my daughter's hair in a ponytail.
So what does this next decade hold? I've learned not to plan too much, because I never know what is coming. I welcome it with open arms, an open mind, and great enthusiasm. But if this next year holds fewer changes than the last, I'd be okay with that, too.
Many, many, many thanks to my friend Amy Postle, who photographed me with my girls on my 30th birthday! What a treasure.