Obligatory New Years blah blah...

It's 8 hours and 7 minutes to 2013.

I don't feel any closer to having a family now than I did when I started this blog in January.

And that's okay.

I think.

Our family will begin when it's ready to begin. Any sooner than that and... well... I don't know.

I'll be honest, there I moments when I feel like we wasted the year. That we should be closer to what we wanted by now.

And there are other moments when I think about sleeping in, spontaneous vacations, quiet nights in and fun nights out when the only thing we had to worry about was walking the dog, and I'm kind of okay with it.

2012 may have been the last full year of my life where I had moments without guilt of taking time for myself.

Or, you know, maybe not.

If there's anything I've learned over my short life, it's that as soon as you think you've got it all planned out, the universe stops in just to remind you that there is something bigger going on than your cute little plans.

Nice try, though.

So, I guess 2013 will show what's up when it's ready to.

I'll just be here, you know, waiting.

And, as always, but especially now, it's hip to be square, kids.