Check out what I wrote last year:
I pray God blesses all who reads this with a wonderful new year pregnant with hope, joy and happy possibilities.
God has a heckuva sense of humor.
Check out what I wrote last year:
I pray God blesses all who reads this with a wonderful new year pregnant with hope, joy and happy possibilities.
God has a heckuva sense of humor.
Even my usual motto of “each new year is better than the last” is woefully inadequate to describe 2010. But I suppose it could have been foretold this was going to be a helluva year by the way it started — with the last-minute C-section birth of Michael. Isn’t it amazing how so much can change in one year? This exact time last year, I was getting ready to go to the hospital for another non-stress test and anticipating the results from that fateful 24-hour urine test. This year, I’m getting ready to take my wiggly, active, very-close-to-walking Michael grocery shopping for his birthday party tomorrow.