This has been the sweetest year of life yet. We started 2025 thinking we would like to have a baby, and soon after, we found out I was pregnant just two days before my birthday. I remember running into the kitchen to tell H I had a positive test like it was yesterday, and being in total disbelief, excited and nervous all at once. I spent most of the first trimester ending the school year teaching third grade, then started the summer in the second trimester, which was perfect timing to feel good for summer trips to Jackson Hole and Rhode Island. I decided that I would not be returning to full-time teaching this fall. Instead, the months that I typically would be getting ready for the school year were spent painting the nursery, reading parenting books, going to prenatal yoga and physical therapy, and preparing the house for baby. Over the third trimester, we had our Rosemary Beach babymoon in October and baby shower at the beginning of November. We finished the nursery and celebrated the beginning of the holiday season. I treasured these months of pregnancy and all the baby kicks and wiggles in my belly. And then on December 10, our lives changed forever as Warren entered our world, the baby boy I grew now miraculously with us.
My word for 2025 was joy, and I think it was the perfect word for this year. It has been a year of big changes, with much anticipation, elation, and uncertainty, but joy through it all. This was the year of my first pregnancy, of discovering bravery and strength I didn’t know I had, of giving birth to our son. Now, I rest and recover and find my stride as a mother.
I hope you have a restful end of 2025 and a lovely beginning to the new year.
