My #2016BestNine photos, according to Instagram
I’m sure that many of you–especially if you are in the throes of raising small children–have heard the phrase “the days are long, but the years are short.” In my experience, this is generally a true statement…except when applied to 2016. I know that I’m not alone in saying that this felt like the longest. year. ever (Lest you think this is an exaggeration, it actually includes an extra second). Between all the stuff going on at home, work and the world in general, I felt like I was living in the Upside Down, a la Stranger Things.
Don’t get me wrong, this year was filled with a lot of bright spots, like:
Welcoming our sweet little Alice home and knowing that there could not be a more perfect little person to complete our family.
Sending our first baby out into the world (and, breathing a sigh of relief when she finally fell in love with school, after crying every day for the first month).
I am grateful for all of those things, and plenty more that I didn’t write about. But, basically, this bit of sage advice (and a whole lot of Starbucks) has gotten me through last 12 months:
(Although, in my case, it’s more like a doggie paddle, since I don’t know how to swim).
All that to say, that after a year of doing all the big things–seemingly all at once–I’m tired. So, my new year’s wish is for a much calmer 2017. Hopefully, by this time next year, I’ll feel just a tad less overwhelmed, and a little bit more like myself again.
And, if that’s not possible, may 2017 bring more sushi, cake pops and weekends at the park with my favorite people. If I’ve got those things, I’m sure I can make anything work.