Like many new moms, I planned to blog my rump off about motherhood. And babies. And how I was just breezing through it all.
And, well, I didn’t. I neither blogged nor breezed. I bumped and hiccuped my way through Lo’s infancy. But. She survived. I survived. On some days, we might have even thrived a bit.
It’s with a dash of trepidation and a pursed-lip exhale that I reboot, reload, and try again.Here we go.
Today is our daughter’s first birthday. Here’s how we announced her impending arrival to friends and families so many lifetimes ago.