Our trip to Lexington was absolutely lovely. Relaxing, more than anything. We certainly didn't over exert ourselves. What did we do? Pretty much what I expected... we bummed around the tiny town, ate out, got ice cream, sat on the beach, walked along the pier, took naps in the afternoon, played Scrabble while watching the Tigers, played Trivial Pursuit on the wide porch at the B&B, noshed on the fresh baked chocolate chip cookies and laid in a hammock. We also enjoyed two wonderful breakfasts -- pecan baked French toast and sausage one morning and ham and eggs to order with toast covered in freshly made strawberry freezer jam the second. Some photographic evidence of our good time:
That last one is to prove, seriously, how much fun we had. Seriously. Look at those smiles. Can you not feel the fun?
It was a fantastic getaway, and a great way to celebrate my birthday, too.
That's right. I'm the big 2-8.
If anything defined being 27 for me, it was not just being pregnant but being happy. Yes, I struggled at the beginning of the pregnancy. There's no doubt that the unexpected news sent me spiraling a bit as I struggled to come to terms with the major changes headed my way. But unlike so many other times in my life when sadness has overcome me, that felt justified to me. I wasn't simply sad and listless over more or less nothing, as I'd been so many times in the past, when depression would seem to creep in and take over for no good reason. I was facing a legitimate life stress test, unexpected news of the kind that could rock anyone's world. And you know what? I got through it. I let those emotions run their course, and then I kicked them to the curb, and for the most part, I can say that the past year has been one of the happiest of my life. I give the glory for that straight to God. I feel a peace now, as a practicing Christian, that I can't explain except to know that it isn't coming from me on my own. Even in the midst of my struggle to understand my future, I felt it. I clung to that feeling, knowing it would carry me out to the other side. And it DID.
This last year, to me, was filled with so many good moments. I laughed a lot. I grew in ways I'm still discovering. I feel at peace with my life and with who I am. I think my default outlook on things used to be one of negativity, and now, it's much more hopeful. I can't explain that, except to say I've spent a lot of time asking God to change my heart. I think he's clearly working on it.
I could never have guessed where I'd be at the end of my 27th year a year ago. Especially, I could have never guess how ready I am, somewhere deep within, to be a mother. To meet my son. To hold him close and coo at him and marvel over his tiny feet and hands. It's something totally unexpected, most definitely, but it's something I now can't imagine life without. Aren't those the best kind of surprises?