So we said goodbye to 2012 and hello to 2013!
Last night I was thinking about the girls and going all giddy with "best year ever!!!" when I took a step back and thought "wait a minute, I'm happy now, but most of the year actually sucked."
Somehow, I've been granted that Mom amnesia where the happiness of your children takes over and you forget how miserable you were getting those children. I forgot that a year ago, I was in the ER with projectile bleeding, talking with K about what our next steps would be if I weren't pregnant anymore. I forgot that everything about the pregnancy was scary and uncomfortable and icky. I forgot that the first few months of my girls life, I was in a miserable spiral of depression, exhaustion, and sobbing. Because I've actually enjoyed my girls the last couple of months, I simply forgot about how horrible it was before that.
2012 wasn't the best year ever. 10 of the 12 months were actually pretty darned awful. But 2012 was the year that we put in all the work and difficulty and hard times so that 2013 can be the best year ever!