What can I say about 2010 as it comes to a close? It sped by so quickly, yet there were moments (both effervescent and scary) that seemed to last an eternity. I suppose it is the same each year. There are joys and sorrows, tears and laughter. And before you know it a whole new bright and shiny year is ready to begin. That’s the beauty of this season. A fresh start and renewed optimism are gifts each of us are entitled to receive with open hearts.
But for one small moment, I’d like to remember the year that was 2010.
I read 13 books and finished a paltry 14 knitted items, though it’s a wonder to me that I accomplished any of that at all. I guess if I hadn’t been reading the Outlander series (Diana Gabaldon) I might have finished more books (each one is well over 1000 pages each) and if I didn’t have a newborn I might have finished more knits.
In January, Knittymunchkin kicked happily inside me as I napped and nested, my blood pressure soaring insidiously. We bought a family car and I said goodbye to a sock club, already attempting to discourage my nasty stash acquisition habit. I hired a doula and made a list of 101 things I’d like to accomplish in the next 1001 days, and even got started.
Then the calendar flipped to February and our lives changed in a matter of 2 days. On February 1st I went in for routine fetal stress monitoring and ended up getting an unscheduled ultrasound and, ultimately, being admitted and labor induced. When Knittymunchkin’s heart rate would drop with each contraction (contractions I couldn’t even feel) they told us I’d need a c-section the next morning. And on February 2nd at 8:05 AM, 5 weeks and 1 day early, our little groundhog arrived weighing 4 lbs. 7 oz. We had waited over 8 months to find out if Knittymunchkin was a boy or a girl (I just knew he’d be a boy!) and finally the day had arrived. The rest of February would be a torturous roller coaster of ups and downs as Knittymunchkin lingered in the ICU building up his strength to come home.
March was spent adjusting to home life with our new little guy. I struggled with feelings of inadequacy about my new role (and still do on frequent occasions), and functioning with a huge sleep deficit. I almost gave up on breastfeeding, even after all the valiant attempts we made during his ICU stay, but managed to stick with it and now Knittymunchkin is a nursing champ :) I’m so glad that he figured it out because I was getting awfully tired of the pumping, bottle feedings, washing all the myriad pieces of equipment for both, and doing this every couple hours day in and day out. It was exhausting. Not that I’m not exhausted now, but you get the idea. It was 3 times as much work for each feeding as it is the good “old-fashioned” way.
In April I finally woke from my stupor enough to start to notice the rapid development my little guy had been making since February. I sent announcements – late. I even knit a little! Life was changing fast.
In June I questioned how I felt about blogging and asked you to share your thoughts too. We took our first trip out of town with Knittymunchkin and he was a trooper! We loved him more and more each day. I finished a project that had been hanging around way too long and knit something quick and easy to soothe my soul. We caught colds, something that always sucks in summertime, and then we got better.
July arrived and it was hot hot hot. My little boy could put his foot in his mouth and we started attempting to feed him solid foods. It felt like there was never enough time for anything. Little did I know things were going to get even busier!
In August I chopped off my hair. It had been growing for close to a year and I was ready for a change. I instantly regretted it. At first I thought it was too short, but then I started to like how different that was for me. But my idea had backfired. In seeking to avoid Knittymunchkin’s wee grabby little fingers, I had unwittingly foiled myself instead. Because now there was not enough hair for a ponytail anymore and Knittymunchkin could pull with wild abandon. I’m still in the process of growing it back out and only now (in December) is it long enough for a stubby little ponytail. Knittymunchkin started the month off at a healthy 15.2 lbs and began eating his fruits & veg like a champ! But he still cannot stand carrots and bananas.
This September I turned 37. Ugh. ‘Nuff said. But that’s when my real new year began.
In October I celebrated my 4th bloggyversary and announced a break for 2 months. Knittymunchkin got 4 teeth and ended the month at 17 lbs. 10 oz. I could finally wear my plain wedding band again, though I’ll have to lose 10 more pounds to be able to wear my diamond again :( Oh how I miss it! Started teaching Knittymunchkin some basic sign language and he got his first kiss at baby class.
November and December have been all about establishing a healthy routine and focusing on the lightning fast changes occurring in Knittymunchkin’s development. It’s truly amazing to look back and see how far he’s come. I know all you other moms out there know what I mean :) It’s hard to believe that he is almost 11 months old now. How fast this year has flown! I’ve enjoyed my time off from the intrawebs and haven’t missed it nearly as much as I expected to. It’s hard to come back after so much time off. I feel like I did when I moved away for one year in 7th grade and came back to find that my friends had moved on despite my going away. They still liked me and I slowly fit back in, but the feeling of being an outsider, like I’d missed out on the secret joke that everyone else got and I didn’t, lingered on for years. I hope the inspiration of the new year will carry me forward and help me transition back into an online presence that is Goldilocks perfect – neither too much time online nor too little.
So all my best to you as you perhaps take a moment to reflect on your very own 2010. I wish the best for you in the upcoming year and look forward to sharing with you as all our hopes and dreams for 2011 become reality!