2019: A Year without Blogging

photo by Brienne Michelle Photography

I didn’t write a single blog in 2019. Not one.

(Unless you count this one – which I’m squeezing in right before the ‘deadline’.)

And you know what…I’m 100% OK with that.

In 2019, while raising my three tiny humans, we moved, our oldest started Kindergarten, our middle kiddo started preschool, I started teaching dance and fitness classes again after an almost 10 year hiatus, and I started to dig out a little piece of myself I had shoved aside after having kids.

As I sit here on my couch while my husband and three kiddos sleep upstairs, I can’t help but feel immersed in the reality of the phase of life I’m living in this moment of time.

I spent the day bringing my kids into the doctor for flu swabs, picking up antibiotics for my baby with an ear infection, disinfecting every toy and surface in the house, stripping all the beds and washing the sheets, and checking rising temps over and over while praying that the creeping exhaustion taking over my body wasn’t the flu heading my way.

And you know what, I wouldn’t trade it for anything else. Because this is my life. My loud, germ-filled, crazy little life.

I love New Year’s Eve, but probably not how you think. I’m NOT a party animal. In fact I don’t even know the last time I actually toasted the New Year or put on a cocktail dress to ring it in, or even went to a ‘New Year’s Eve Party’. In fact I probably have fallen asleep well before midnight for at least 5 of the 6 past New Year’s Eves.

I love New Year’s Eve, because for some reason being on the verge of one year to the next fills me with positivity. It allows me to see the past with acceptance and appreciation for the highs and lows that filled my heart, while I look forward towards the potential and unknown opportunities that await me.

So as I sit here on my couch, surrounded by the sound of humidifiers, coughing sniffly kiddos and the smell of lysol, watching The X Factor Band on Hulu. I am grateful for another year of giggles and tantrums, messy hands and silly dance parties. I am grateful that I found the courage and carved out the time and energy to start teaching again. I am excited about the journey around the sun ahead of me. I am excited to wake up tomorrow to a new day, a new year, a new decade, a new chance to move forward, embrace the life I am living and create the opportunities I dream of.

Happy New Year!

xo Lindsey

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