For those of us of the internet generation, it's been a crazy year across the board. Politics + pop culture have seen some insane disruptions which leave us youngsters scratching our heads. And then many of our personal lives have experienced what seem like abnormally large setbacks too (it could just be the PMS effect, though: everything bad seems to wait to strike during PMS, & is magnified tenfold by hormones...).
I never have the urge to relive a year. I'm usually scuttling in panic to get as far away from the last as possible - 2016 is no exception. Lots of stress, lots of anxiety, lots of physical + mental pain. No year comes without those, but 2016 seems to have been given a double portion.
so you can imagine my delight + relief to be able to close out the old year + ring in the new with such a wonderful culmination of 2016's agonizing, everlasting waiting
Roughly 3:30 New Year's Eve morning, Wolfgang Aleksandr plopped into the world. I've got lots of funny, gross stories - like my water breaking basically like an enormous + hilariously-timed water balloon - but I'll try to keep those to a minimum. Despite carrying nearly twice the weight I had with Filigree, Wolfgang turned out to be only three ounces heavier than his sister. (I don't even know, you guys. I don't even know.) But that means my physical damage has been minimal, & my recovery is trucking along beautifully.
Mr. Squishy-face Wolfgang I is also doing very well. There's a lot to learn when one is only a few days old, but he's managing. He'll probably get to the last lawn cut of the season by next week. Well, we might let it slide this once, since he was so obliging as to come inside of 2016 & provide us with an immediately viable tax deductible. XD
here's to being done waiting, here's to that new-baby smell, here's to squishy kisses + a brand new year
|// obligatory squishy-face photos of the cubling <3|