What a whirlwind year this has been. One year ago tonight, we told our close friends here in KC that Cooper was on the way and had just told our families one week before on Christmas Eve. We were scared, excited, sick (oh wait, that was just me) and anxious for what the year would hold. And here we are, one year later. With a 5-month old Cooper-boy sleeping soundly in the his crib. This is the first year in five that Luke and I haven't hosted a New Year's Eve party. The first year we won't be up past midnight, in fact, I'll be lucky to make it to 10pm. But, I can honestly say, that really doesn't matter to me anymore. We are blessed beyond blessed with our little family of three. Even if it means no more late nights. Wait, we still have late nights....but it's a whole new meaning! I have a little black tin that holds an index card for each day of the year. On it, I (try) to write important things that happen. Then you can look back and see what you were doing ...
Jesus Chaser. Living Authentically. Pastor's Wife. Mom of Two. Dessert Eater.