Turns out, New Years Eve is pretty much a non-event when you have a baby under one year old and a husband who is away working. In my wilder days I might have been up partying long past midnight, but last night? Well... I was up at midnight, but only to administer some baby tylenol to Isla who had a little fever (she's fine now, thanks). When I heard her whimper I checked my watch (as I always do) and lo and behold, it was twelve o'clock on the dot! "What are the chances?" I though to myself. I picked her up, kissed her sweet little face and whispered "Happy New Year, baby". No horns, no fireworks, no champagne. Just a little kiss, 2.5 milligrams of Tylenol and back to bed we went. Am I complaining? Nope. It was perfect. And no colossal hangover today! Point for child-rearing.
2012 was an incredible year for our family marked by some pretty life-changing events: We sailed to Trinidad, had a baby, bought a new boat, sold our old boat and spent over two months prepping the new boat for extended cruising. We are looking very forward to another year full of love, adventure and new horizons in 2013, and wish the same for you. Ten days until Scott comes back and shortly after, we are Bahamas bound! Hooray!
|If there was one photo that captures the essence of our child, it is this one!|
Approach the New Year with resolve to find the opportunities hidden in each new day.