Each year, around my birthday, I reflect back on some of the things and the moments that made the past year great. This year's "moments" list was harder to create than others. Not because there were less good things but because in some ways it was our most normal yet. No moves. No deployments. No pregnancies. No babies.
We just lived. We worked hard, we played hard, we grew and here are 29 of the moments that stick out for me:
selling out of the magic letterpress prints.
March 21, going out to dinner with Paul and Ellerie and feeling completely like myself for the first time since I had a baby. And then, shortly after, I lost that feeling. But eventually it came back. And then it left around Easter again. But finally, it came back for good.
learning how to crochet with a circle of wonderful women up in Oregon.
the extra hour of sun that daylight savings brings; always one of my favorite times of year.
seeing my first tomatoes appear.
taking Ellerie to the library on her 1st birthday.
dancing, later than night at WDS when all the pressure of the last two months was off me.
making it to Austin to see my girlfriends for a few days.
coming up with the idea for Get To Work Book.
staying up until 5 in morning chatting about life and work in Eugene.
picking up Ellerie from her first day at daycare and realizing we had both survived.
seeing Bastille in concert.
playing drinking games in Berkeley before Big Game.
Thursday mornings in the fall, driving Ellerie to daycare and listening to the latest Serial podcast.
when Ellerie learned how to give kisses.
pressing publish on a brand new look for the blog.
Paul's face when he comes home from work and sees Ellerie.
riding the roller coaster at Disneyland and screaming as loud as possible.
the other day when Paul brought Ellerie home from daycare and I walked outside when I heard the car and she lifted her arms up and SQUEALED to see me.
all the evenings when we decide to skip our current plan and walk up to KnB for a beer and appetizers.
any and all slow weekend mornings when we head out as a family for a really great cup of coffee.
any and all mornings where I got to sleep in.
pulling my shorts out of storage last week.
last weekend, running in the grass and feeling like this parenthood gig wasn't hard. In fact, for a moment, it felt easy.
and to borrow one from last year, the moment that will always be my favorite, even if I live 100 lifetimes : all those evenings when it's the three of us in kitchen and work is done and the baby is happy and dinner is cooking. My life is in those evenings. My heart is in those evenings.