I have started and failed to complete a number of blog posts over the past two months. Topics ranging from the hideous 3rd trimester of pregnancy to the birth story of my new daughter.
I will tell those stories, I promise.
The last couple months of been such a whirlwind I can barely comprehend at times all that has happened to me over the last year. It was as though I was living in a dream. The people I encountered, conceiving a baby against all odds, pregnancy… Did this really happen?
As I sit here staring at my beautiful daughter, I am struck by the fact that 2014 will be a very… new year for me. I will have to adjust my life to having two kids. I have to re-lose all the weight (to the tune of about 45 pounds). I have to start over with running. I have to find my groove at work. My husband and I will have to work harder than ever to find balance.
While there are a lot of adjustments that feel a bit overwhelming, I also have this sense of peace.
I have a new baby. A baby girl. I’m not sure how I was worthy enough to have my dreams come true.
My heart is so full.