New Year’s Eve + 11 Month Old + Hubby At Work = Double Stuff Oreos
Don’t be jealous.
As I sit here enjoying my Oreos and reflecting on our year, JD is out dealing with the crazies.
Yep, Oreos win.
Here are my thoughts on what 2013 meant to our family….
2013 was a year of new beginnings
The beginning of the year also marked the final countdown to Loralai’s due date. JD and I spent the month soaking up our final days of just the two of us, anxiously awaiting the arrival of our little one. We were blessed with nice weather and we went on several walks to keep me moving and help ensure she made a timely debut. She obliged, arriving the night of my due date, our little ray of sunshine.
2013 was the year I discovered my own strength
Having never been physically tested like that, I wasn’t sure how I would handle labor. It was so fast that I had no time for drugs, so I did it without pain meds. But I also did it without screaming or crying. If I’m being honest, I was kind of in awe of myself.
2013 was a year of accomplishments
JD won a couple of Chief’s Citations as well as a Distinguished Service Medal, one of the police department’s highest awards. Later in the year, I got a promotion, proving that mom and dad still got it going on in the workplace.
2013 was a year of firsts
From first smiles and giggles to first holidays and first vacations, everything this year was new and exciting simply because we had someone along who was experiencing it all for the first time.
2013 was a year of happy chaos
This year, our house was buzzing with continuous friends and family ready to meet our little one, the coos of a happy baby, and three curious (but always rambunctious) pups, who just had their world turned upside down.
2013 was the year I learned about unconditional love
Which makes it the best year ever.