2019.

The first year of my 30s that I wasn’t pregnant with, just had, or sleep deprived because of two little twin boys.

This year I:

Rounded out a full decade with Bart.

Took my oldest to get his drivers permit.

Spent a lot of QT with my middle in the form of ortho appointments (broken arm,) braces appointments, and clandestine Street Tacos dates.

Potty trained TWO 2 year olds at once.

Worked hard all summer long and opened my photography studio in September.

Shot 141 photo shoots.

Broke my fibula at one of those photo shoots. (Kept shooting.)

Started writing again.

Read more than I have in the past decade cumulative.

Took a few memorable trips.

Planted a garden.

It’s really been a great year and I am genuinely excited about all the possibilities the new year brings.

My word for 2020 is, “content.”