This is how my 2018 looks as a chronological 12x12 grid of photos. The top row is January, the next February and so on. I've made 11 of these so far.
Last year's post was heavy. Alex and I were dazed and confused as brand new parents and my dad's death was still sinking in. Health, sleep, work were a mess.
Here in January 2019 things are feeling, thankfully, a lot better. Last year was exhausting, but good. A big year.
My daughter, Beth, started 2018 as a tiny wriggly baby and ended it as a funny little walking, talking, whistling person. She completely and utterly dominated the year and our day-to-day life has changed beyond recognition. Despite endless late nights, early mornings and nappy changes, we're a very happy little family.
I'm so rusty at writing (I only posted here once in 2018) that I'm going to cut this entry short before I start rambling. My aim is to write more stuff, more often, so hopefully I'll get to other bits and pieces soon. If I don't, I guess I'll see you back here in January 2020.
Always forwards, never backwards. Happy New Year x