happy new year! and i hope you and yours enjoyed a peaceful and fun-filled holiday.
as we close another holiday season and another year, like many others i can’t help reflect on what 2011 brought into my life and anticipate what 2012 has in store.
so along with this thinking the inevitable question pops into my mind, what sort of resolution will i make in 2012?
i’ve spent years promising myself to eat better, excercise more, stay organized and stop cursing…however, after five life-changing years these promises seem to barely scrap the surface of what i feel 2012 can bring into my life.
after considering all the possibilities of what i would like to accomplish this year, it all came down to one simple word:
whether it’s through design, writing, friendships, eating organically, exercising more, marriage or motherhood, i hope to inspire and be inspired in 2012.
i plan on keeping this post-it note on my bedroom mirror so every day when i wake up and before i head into dreamland, i’m reminded of what 2012 should bring into my life. inspiration.
what’s your resolution going to be? how is 2012 going to change your life? how will you be inspired?
my how much has happened since my first and last post.
i thought it wise to keep my june 28th post from 2010 online as it is the only evidence i can show my daughter that i knew she was a she before anyone else.
a favorite musician of mine (and my father’s for that matter) once said, “life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans.” and life surely did happen.
we welcomed our beautiful daughter, everly jean, into the world in july 2010:
and have been trying to balance life. work. family. friends. parenting. career changes. life’s highs. life’s lows. ever since.
it’s funny how a child will change your perspective in an instant. everly did just that.
she inspires me every day. along with many of the other blessings in my life. i hope to share them here with you.
"what are little boys made of? snips and snails, and puppy dogs tails, that’s what little boys are made of! what are little girls made of? sugar and spice and all things nice, that’s what little girls are made of!"
so for months i’ve thought i was bad mother because all i kept reading and hearing about is the dreams my other expectant family and friends were having about their babies.
and i had nothing. not a semblance of anything baby in my dreams.
deep into my dredges of panic, my husband tried to console me that maybe since we were not finding out the sex of our bundle of joy it was hard for me to dream about him/her.
and then suddenly about two weeks ago, there she was.
a dark-haired, fair-complected baby girl. in my dreams. and i knew she was mine.
and she’s come back to visit me again and again since our first meeting.
much to my husband’s dismay when i tell him little M may be made of sugar and spice, i think the feminine side of him (since we all have male and female components to our beings) is thrilled to have a little girl to protect and spoil.
then again, i may eat my words in about a month, when i meet my son.