Another year, come and gone...and what a doozy 2010 was! "The year of pregnancy" I believe I called it in an earlier post. And the last part of it has been what some baby books lovingly call the 4th trimester. It's been a bit of a rough go, I can't say my little one is an easy baby. But he's so perfect and wonderful that I'm sure we'll get through it and be no worse for the wear.
Every year I make resolutions and every year by the time February comes around I have forgotten them. I don't even remember my new years resolution for 2010. And I only remember 2009 because it was captured here on my little blog. So why do I continue to make resolutions? I don't know...the new year can't come without me pondering my life and where I want to be...who I want to be.
What shall it be this year then? Usually I over-commit...maybe that's why I don't remember my resolutions. This year I only have one...inspired by my wee bairn:
That's it. Patience. Not a virtue I have in abundance, to say the least. More of it would benefit me in all aspects of my life, especially in my fumbling attempts at new motherhood.
So there you have it. For 2011 I resolve to say to myself: "patience young padawan, for you have much to learn".
Happy new year.