New Year, New Beginnings

It doesn't quite feel like New Year's Eve to me.

In the past, New Year's Eve was exciting to me. Staying up past midnight, partying with friends, and drinking were of course a must. Who WOULDN'T do that on New Year's Eve, after all?

Last year was a very different New Year. I was in the hospital, on bed rest for preterm labor with the twins. I watched some of the festivities on television, but some of my day and evening was spent walking back and forth around my room (yes, against doctor's orders), squatting, and doing jumping jacks (again, against doctor's "wishes"), all in the hopes of bringing on my labor and having the first babies of the New Year in the hospital. HA! It seems so pathetic now that I think about it.

I was in bed way before midnight last year, and woke like normal in the new year, still pregnant, but excited to hear the news that my "neighbor" in the room next to mine gave birth to the first baby of the new year overnight, her premature but very healthy baby boy!

This year will be close to the same as last year, with a few differences. I'm not in the hospital. I'm not 8 months pregnant. But, I will be going to bed before midnight. I can barely make it to 10 or 11 p.m. without feeling like I'm going to keel over from the exhaustion of the day.

One thing will be very different for me as an individual though. A new year, for me, means a new beginning. A chance to start from scratch and be a better, more mature friend, sister, daughter, wife, mother, and all around, a better individual. I will strive to be the best I can be in the new year. I have not been happy with myself at times during this year, and how I have handled certain situations, but that will all change with this new year. I want to leave everything behind, and move on, look to the future for my well being, and the well being of my family.

Happy New Year, everyone!