I’m not normally one for these posts and wasn’t planning on reviewing my previous 12 months, after all who cares right? But actually part of the reason behind this blog is to look back and remember our life. Days, weeks and months that will probably blur into a haze as the years pass. So saying goodbye to and welcoming in a new year seems the perfect opportunity to document some memories.
About a week ago I was having a conversation with a friend who said to me ‘so basically it’s been a bit of shit year’. It hasn’t really. We’ve had a trying few weeks, that’s true, but when I look back at the previous year, giving birth to a preemie two months early and a very difficult 6 months thereafter, this year really hasn’t been all bad.
In fact there is a lot to celebrate. The ever improving health and wellbeing of my little boy. I have watched a refluxing little baby turn into an eating machine who loves his food. I have watched him go from a frail poorly sedentary baby to bum-shuffling, crawling (kind of) and finally walking. The little man is so happy now he has found his feet and can walk about the house after his sister. He has developed quite the personality too – he is definitely the naughty one who give zero shits about being told off.
I have watched my daughter find her words, to begin to speak and tell us all the things she couldn’t. She has said goodbye to nappies, and has become interested. She is interested in painting, play doh, crafts, games, you name it she wants to do it. She is a pleasure to be around. No stranger to a tantrum but a pleasure nonetheless…most of the time.
Mr Tammy and I have started living again. Life is no longer about survival and getting through the day, or night. We have started living, we have holiday’d a plenty this year with a view to finding somewhere a little warmer to potentially plant some roots.
As for the blog, well it has been an impressive and unexpected 12 months. It has come a long way in a year, physically it is nicer it has made me a dribble of an income but more importantly it has kept me sane. Kept me going. Got me through some tricky times and introduced me to a whole community and group of people I would never of known about.
So what next? Well who really knows. I hope to continue the growing of the blog and my happy space. I hope to grow my following, readers and engagement. I hope to be writing a review this time next year happy with the progress I have made. I hope to watch my children reach new milestones, achieve new things and I hope, to survive another year of tantrums, days out, moans and screams. My daughter will start pre school in September which will bring with it a new structure and routine that we are not used to. The very thought of that extra step toward school makes me wince.
We intend to spend a little more time out of the country and perhaps make or take a few big life decisions. Stay tuned. I hope to keep my health, my children’s health and happiness. I hope for an easy year for Mr Tammy and as stress free a work load as possible. I hope to see more of my friends, both nearby and far away, more of family and more of the gym. I am not one to make resolutions or promises but the last few month have seen a reduction in my exercise. I am person who likes to exercise, I actually think I need it to maintain a kind of balance in my head, I hope to re-set that balance. I hope for many things in this coming year but they are things I largely have control over so hope is not enough. I have to work for these things and work I will. Watch this space. I guess I do still do resolutions.
I hope you have a wonderful new year.
Here’s to 2017.