The year has passed
A year ago I was in triage, admitted to the hospital with suspected preeclampsia, on my way to the longest eight days of my life, waiting for the birth of my boys.
Many sleepless nights, breastfeeding battles, solid food spacklings, hundreds of poopy diapers, half a dozen car rides to New England, and one successful cross-country plane ride later, I've never had a better year, nor one that made me stronger, than this one.
Today, still a couple hours West of where we ought to be, time zone-wise:
A happy and healthy New Year to all! (with more yoga and more sleep for me than the last one, I hope!)
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