I cannot believe that we’re already a week into the new year. There used to be a time where the first few days of the year used to take their time and we were able to kind of ease into life in a new year. You know doing things like saying “next year we going to…” and then going “oh I mean this year…” and getting used to the fact that you now had to date things one year older when you dated them.
It’s not like that anymore. Life just keeps carrying on and it doesn’t seem to lose traction, not for one millisecond. That’s how I find myself a week into the new year with a host of posts that were supposed to have been completed by now and hundreds of posts unread in my feedly reader. There is still so much to do to prepare for the birth of my daughter (wow, how amazing does that sound?) and life still has to carry on around all the preparations and plans and “stuff”.
Perhaps I need to decompress and put a bit of closure to 2013. I have heard so many people say that 2013 was a crap year. One of the hardest they’ve gone through. Filled with challenges. Filled with angst, fear, hopelessness and so on and so forth. I don’t know if it is just me but I have found that as I’ve gotten older I’ve realised that every year of my life is filled with both good and bad. With victory and challenge. With hard and easy times. 2013 was no different for me. There was a LOT that happened during the course of the year, but I can honestly say that overall the good outweighed the bad and that in my mind made it a year worth living. I never thought we’d get thru the fact that Kade had a broken femur, but we did and his leg is healed beautifully and has no signs that it was ever broken. I never thought I’d have to experience a miscarriage of a naturally conceived pregnancy but I did. Not only did I experience that and get through it, I also was blessed with another incredible miracle who is soon to join our little family.
My child started school – twice due to the aforementioned broken femur, and found the adjustment difficult. Most mornings were filled with angst and trepidation on my part as we neared drop off time. I often posted guilty angst ridden tweets as my child cried, screamed and cotched his way through his transition to school. BUT the fact that he was happy at collection time and was literally exploding with all he was learning was enough to get me through most mornings. He battled the first year of school always sick syndrome. We had another hospitalization and way too many doctors visits and became too familiar with our nebuliser. BUT we ended the year with a child happy (if a bit tearful some mornings) to be a school discovering new things and in good health.
We moved house. Then we moved into a one room cottage for three months to demolish said house and make it our own. Renovations are not for sissies. And word to the wise, if you are going to renovate try not do it while growing another human being. The added hormones are not good for an already stressful time. Just saying.
2013 was a mixed bag of a year. I am looking forward to what 2014 will bring us. I know it won’t all be sunshine and roses. That there will be tough times, challenges and things we wouldn’t choose to face. But I know that as long as we face them together as a family and keep our focus on where our strength truly comes from (God) we will be ok. We will be more than ok actually. We will have another overall victorious year.
Here’s to 2014! May yours be everything you hope and wish for.