Before the sun has a chance to properly welcome the new day, the thuds start.
Thud … thud … thud.
I turn around to the stairs behind me to see Miss Three’s pixie face peering through the railings her eyes heavy with sleep. She has one stuffed toy under each arm and the wildest bed hair you’ve ever seen. She is the epitome of cute.
We share a smile – any frustration I have from her interrupting my quiet writing time quickly melts away.
Thud … thud … thud.
Now that she’s been given the green light from my smile she continues to make her way downstairs one slow step at a time.
Thud, thud, thud.
Miss Five is awake now too and hot on her sister’s tail. The race is on to get to the advent calendar and have a hit of chocolate to start their day off on a high (in more ways than one).
As they count down the days on their calendars and the number of sleeps until Santa arrives, I can’t help but count down too – count down to time off work, a chance to spend some deliciously long sunshiny days with my cuties, and to a new year filled with promise.
There’s no doubt about it, I am pumped about the impending year. Just like the blank pages in a shiny new notebook excite me, a new year begging to be filled with life – good and bad – has the dreamer in me thinking overtime.
I can’t wait to grab 2016 by the horns and make it this little family’s best year yet. Something deep inside tells me 2016 is going to be a big year for us – a year of change, challenges and adventure.
Before I get too carried away planning the new year though, I’ve made a point of reflecting on the year that was.
I started off 2015 with an indescribable urge to listen to my heart. My heart told me I needed to nurture my creativity and see where it would take me.
In January, I threw myself into a children’s picture book writing course with the Australian Writers Centre. I quickly chased the picture book course with The Digital Picnic’s social media workshop and then took on the Brandlicious course to train me how to work smarter with brands. And finally, I rounded the year off with The Writers Cartel freelance kickstarter course to equip me with the skills I need to take the freelancing world by storm.
That’s a whole lot of learning there, my friends, and a whole lot of notebooks filled with information, advice and ideas begging to be put into action. In hindsight, I potentially went a little overboard with all of these courses as before I had a chance to implement my learnings from one, I threw myself into another. I keep telling myself that’s okay though – 2015 was the year of the course and 2016 will be my year to implement my learnings.
This year we celebrated a fifth birthday and a third birthday. I became godmother for the second time and Dave and I celebrated 15 happy years since our first date.
I battled with health issues for the most of the year with everything from a nasty parasite that knocked me for a six to premature menopause. How delightful.
Dave’s job became increasingly demanding, I took on extra work, and for a large part of the year we were ships in the night.
I had a mad love affair with Netflix knocking off six seasons of Pretty Little Liars in a couple of months and am just about to finish off the second season of Nashville. (If you haven’t watched Nashville yet – you must!)
In between all of that, I managed to keep this little old blog running. I must admit at times it was hard. Some days I just didn’t have anything left in the tank to be creative despite wanting to be. You stuck by me though and I thank you for that.
I want to extend to you my heartfelt thanks for your support and interaction with this blog. I love that my words strike a chord with so many of you and I am honoured that you take the time to comment and share with me your stories.
There were three clear stand out posts this year. I was thrilled to see which ones they were when I dipped into my stats.
It took every ounce of courage in my being to publish this post and I’m so grateful that I did because many women related to my journey. I’m looking forward to giving you an update in the new year of how I’m coping with my HRT medication.
In the second half of this year, I was introduced to these new fandangled things from the US called Jamberry nail wraps. I fell in love with them and in October I became a Jamberry nail wraps consultant. I’m having an absolute ball as a consultant – my nails look Jam-hot all of the time and I’ve built some amazing friendships to boot.
This little post scored me a spot as one of 20 finalists in Kidspot’s Put yourself on the map writing competition. The kids and I had a blast researching the post and I was proud to get some ‘official’ recognition for my writing.
Anyway, my lovelies, this post is much longer than it should be and I really want to watch an episode of Nashville before I go to bed, so I’ll leave it there.
Thank you once again for your support this year. I’m taking a few weeks off from the blog, so have a wonderful Christmas and I’ll ‘see’ you some time in the new year.