I’ve always loved having a birthday so close to New Years. New Years is a warm up of sorts for my ACTUAL new year. I love Christmas very much and therefore I don’t even begin to think about my birthday until January first. It always feels like a lovely surprise just for me after the holidays have been packed away.
Twenty-three was a whirlwind of a year. I had just graduated college (!), moved in with Andrew (!!) into our first home (!!!), got married (!!!!), traveled to Mexico (!!!!!), and had a grand total of three shitty jobs (!!!!!!) before settling into a more stable situation. That was a lot for me to handle. And at some points I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to. But, I somehow survived another 365 days and here I am.
I am starting this next year and sharing the journey with another life. How strange and wonderful to know that my twenty-four is this little person’s zero. I have no idea what this next trip around the sun holds in store for me (us). But, I’ll bet there will be a lot more exclamation points.
I’m going to take a few days to celebrate this happy time with family. See you next week (:
(photos were taken with my iPhone 4S)