I am due in March with our second baby boy, Jude.
Miles is two years old and full of light.
Bryce is advancing in personal goals (he has started a record label - Black Tube Socks) + has opportunities this year for career growth.
We are in a new home, too, which has been so nice.
As for me? I'm just chugging along. I don't mean that negatively, it's just the truth. This pregnancy has proven to be harder than I ever thought it would be. Physical pain + mental strain has pushed me to tears many times. But I'm so grateful to be carrying.
It's common to pick a focus word for the new year. I have high hopes that it will be a beautiful year. The only word that makes sense for me this year, is 'SURVIVE'.
I'm going to survive. Toddlerhood, postpartum again, etc. I'm ready to do it with major amounts of self love, intentional living, and smiles. I'll be in the thick of it, but it's just a season.
