Back in January, I vowed to make 2017 the year of “embracing my imperfections” and reminding myself that I am enough. It’s hard to even begin to describe how accurate this concept is for me in this season of life — as a first-time mom learning how to do this whole motherhood thing. And I’m seeing this more and more as the days, weeks and months go by. In a nutshell: the last week has been a doozie. I mean a real doozie, y’all. I’ve been tested in many ways… emotionally, physically, spiritually. I’ve ridden a roller coaster that so many of you can likely relate to; yet this seems to be my truest taste of imperfection to date in 2017.
And just like that, Morgan is officially ONE and to be honest, I really can’t even believe I’m typing those words. The last year went by quicker than I could’ve ever imagined and though I know time has a way of slipping by, I pray that it goes a little slower in 2017.
Yesterday I ordered my son’s first birthday invitations and sobbed like a schoolgirl. I know it’s cliche but I don’t care — WHERE DID THE TIME GO? This time last year I had a big ole’ bun in the oven. Little did I know then just how quickly 2016 would come and go. What a whirlwind of a year. And now we celebrate a whole new kind of holiday. One that doesn’t involve much glitz or sparkle, a night out on the town or fireworks or fancy dinner. This year, our holiday will be at home.