If there is one lesson I’ve learned this year it is that I can do hard things.

I can do hard things.

I can do hard things.

All the hard things.

Over the course of this year I re-wrote a book while going through an emotional miscarriage, then through my pregnancy. I gave birth standing up (without an epidural). I continued breastfeeding through tongue-tie, thrush, and a horribly low supply. I travelled for work with a newborn and fit book edits in between naps. And well, I puttered through the chaos of new parenthood, not particularly gracefully, but with the resolution to do what was best for my kiddo while maintaining a sense of self and autonomy. None of this may seem hard to you reading this, but it was hard, so very hard for me. And while I think that my challenges in this next year will be just as hard, maybe harder, I feel like I have a whole new respect for myself as a person. As a worker bee and mama bear. I don’t know what 2017 has in store for me, for my family (well, moving to a house is one of them!) or for the world, but I know that I can do hard things.

And so this year I resolve to:

  • Work. By far the hardest part of this year for me was figuring out how to mom and work at the same time. It’s a lesson I still very much struggle with, but as the year comes to a close I have started writing again. Working on a new book. Working on freelance assignments. I have meetings set up for the New Year about projects to come. And while childcare and nap schedules are still a battle, I know that this year I will find my rhythm as a multifaceted woman.
  • Take pride in my appearance. (Notice that there haven’t been many pictures of me lately? Yeah. There’s a reason for that) Listen, I work from home, I’m covered in puke 30% of the time, I’m still rocking 20lbs of baby weight and half my hair has either fallen out from postpartum hormones or been pulled out by grubby little fingers. It’s easy for me to wear the same stretchy jean leggings and nursing tanks every day, but I’m really tired of looking like I was just hit by a truck. This year I’m going take a few extra minutes for myself each to look like a person; to brush my hair (and teeth), to put moisturizer on and maybe even some mascara. And to get to the gym regularly. Now that The Little Fella is old enough for the gym daycare I’ve been going more often and I cannot tell you how much I’ve missed it. I’ve never appreciated the quiet struggle between the treadmill and me so much as I do now.
  • Throw my damn phone out the window. Be present. It’s hard. There are so many distractions. But this life is all too fleeting and I know that I will miss these days one day and I want to remember every single second of them. No more hours lost scrolling through my Facebook feed.

What are you resolving for 2017?