Revisited

Since it's rather hard to post as much as I would like during this season, what with my hands occupied by diapers, burp cloths and a squirmy little newborn who doesn't appreciate me typing while he nurses, I decided to read back through my archives and find posts that give me perspective on life... and then re-post them.  Here is my Letter to My Seventeen Year Old Self.   Re-reading it reminded me of where I've been, and then to compound it with my experiences over the last nine months of pregnancy, it's easy for me to get a reality check from it.

And as an accompanying apology for my lack of blogging, I'll give you a peace offering in the form of a very cute baby boy: