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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Full disclosure: I&#8217;ve now written about 15 different &#8220;first lines&#8221; for this post. None are sticking. None seem to fit. None will do justice to all that I am feeling. It is the first morning of the first day of the new year, and we have so much to celebrate, but I am tongue-tied. Going&#160;<a href="http://mommyeverafter.com/mommyhood/happy-new/" class="read-more">Continue Reading</a></p>
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				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Full disclosure:<br />
I&#8217;ve now written about 15 different &#8220;first lines&#8221; for this post.<br />
None are sticking.<br />
None seem to fit.<br />
None will do justice to all that I am feeling.<br />
It is the first morning of the first day of the new year,<br />
and we have so much to celebrate,<br />
but I am tongue-tied.<br />
Going from 2010 to 2011 was an incredibly,<br />
and unexpectedly,<br />
emotional turnover for me.<br />
As the final minutes of the best year of my life ticked away, I started to panic. I wasn&#8217;t ready for 2010 to end.<br />
I couldn&#8217;t get a grip on <a href="http://mommyeverafter.wordpress.com/2010/11/06/daylight-savings/">Time</a> as it raced away from me, towards the shiny, flashing future.<br />
For some reason, the end of 2010 symbolized something for me that I was not ready to give up.<br />
It probably has something to do with 2010 being the year that I had my baby.<br />
It probably has something to do with the fact that time is going by far too quickly for my liking.<br />
It probably has something to do with the fact that &#8220;the year my baby was born&#8221; is a lot more easy for me to accept than &#8220;the year that my baby turns one&#8221;.<br />
But, you know what?<br />
It most definitely does not matter what was <em>probably </em>plaguing me, because time continued to tick away, as it always has,<br />
and always will,<br />
and before I knew it,<br />
the clock struck 12<br />
and 2010<br />
was gone<br />
before I was even able to bid it a proper farewell.<br />
Instead, I held my baby,<br />
who woke up and started to whimper in her bed just in time for the final countdown,<br />
and whom we decided to bundle up and bring downstairs to ring in the New Year with us.<br />
Right as the new year began, my husband and I leaned in and each kissed a sleepy baby cheek,<br />
and my eyes filled with tears.<br />
My tiny, itty, new baby<br />
is not so tiny,<br />
nor so itty<br />
nor so new.<br />
It&#8217;s not 2010 anymore, after all.<br />
So after I kissed her,<br />
and kissed my husband,<br />
and our best friends,<br />
I said the  <a href="http://mommyeverafter.wordpress.com/2010/10/08/thank-you-for-the-new/">Shehecheyanu</a>,<br />
my favorite prayer,<br />
as a hope for what is to come for us in the future.<br />
It may no longer be the year in which my baby was born,<br />
but I believe that it <em>will</em> be the year of many beautiful new firsts.<br />
First birthday.<br />
First steps.<br />
First piece of cake.<br />
And maybe, just maybe,<br />
First ponytail.<br />
And as much as I wish that time would slow down,<br />
even just a little bit,<br />
I know that I have a lot to be excited for in the days<br />
and months<br />
and year<br />
that lies ahead.<br />
11 is <a href="http://mommyeverafter.wordpress.com/2010/12/12/a-few-sundazy-things/">my lucky number</a>,<br />
after all.<br />
Happy New Year.<br />
I hope that there is good for you<br />
in all that is new.</p>
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		<title>A few Sundazy things:</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Dec 2010 21:05:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>1. I got an email from my online pregnancy calendar today, congratulating me on reaching a new pregnancy milestone. 2. I am not pregnant. 3. I am not pregnant, but sometimes, a craving or two sneaks it&#8217;s way in. I&#8217;ve been baking all day. 4. cravings 5. I got another email from my online pregnancy&#160;<a href="http://mommyeverafter.com/mommyhood/a-few-sundazy-things/" class="read-more">Continue Reading</a></p>
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				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1. I got an email from my online pregnancy calendar today, congratulating me on reaching a new pregnancy milestone.<br />
2. I am not pregnant.<br />
3. I am not pregnant, but sometimes, a craving or two sneaks it&#8217;s way in. I&#8217;ve been baking all day.<br />
4. <a href="http://mommyeverafter.wordpress.com/2010/06/28/a-pregnant-pause/">cravings</a><br />
5. I got another email from my online pregnancy calendar today. It said that my baby is now 33 weeks old<br />
6. I don&#8217;t think that&#8217;s correct.<br />
7. I can&#8217;t be sure. I just tried to count 3 times, using a real, honest to goodness calendar, and I came up with 3 different answers. I&#8217;m not good at <a href="http://mommyeverafter.wordpress.com/2010/11/06/daylight-savings/">all this time stuff</a>.<br />
8. I&#8217;m still in my jammies.<br />
9. When I get an email from my online pregnancy calendar, or look at pictures of my cute little pregnant belly, I get a tiny bit wistful. Just a teeny, tiny, itty, bitty bit.<br />
10. When I get an email from my friend, discussing our New Year&#8217;s Eve plans, and I remember all of the bottles of champagne we&#8217;ve been saving for just this occasion, and the fact that this New Year&#8217;s Eve, unlike last New Year&#8217;s Eve, I can drink all of the bottles of champagne, and have the energy to stay up until midnight, I get a tiny bit overjoyed. Just a teeny, tiny, itty, bitty bit overjoyed. But, really, I mean a lot overjoyed.<br />
11. I obviously don&#8217;t mean I will drink <em>all </em>of the champagne. Come on now.<br />
11. I know that I already wrote an &#8220;11&#8221; but it&#8217;s my lucky number.<br />
11. I&#8217;m now craving champagne.<br />
14. I also like the number 14. And 7. And 18. And 36. And 2. And 22. And 222. My daughter was born at 2:22am. I&#8217;ve lost you now. I know it. I know I&#8217;m weird with numbers. I may be bad with them, but I love them anyway.<br />
18. My oven is beeping. I must run.<br />
222. No, I will not share.<br />
1111: Okay, I will. But, only if you bring me champagne.<br />
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