Last weekend, my mom and Dan were in town helping us with quite a few childproofing projects. We were all a little antsy and bored sitting around the house on Sunday, and decided to tackle this project I'd been dreaming up. January was by far the hardest month in a long time. Work was absolutely insane and I even took my first mental health day. I had mastitis (again), and norovirus hit our whole family. This little project was a great distraction and became a peaceful place of respite to play and connect with my little guy.
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2021 was a huge year in a lot of ways: having our first child, postpartum depression, the death of my grandmother, and the hardest year of teaching I've ever experienced. I don't really feel this is the space to talk about all of those things in depth, so here's just a fun, kind of glib, very "me" way of representing 2021! (Plus, trying to share a year in review without sharing photos of my child on the internet is beyond difficult!)
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December 2022
I'm guessing I'll have it all figured out by the time I turn 30.
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