What a year! It was a new experience for us to be spending a second year in the same town, and soon to be a third year. Normally we would spend the first few months setting up the house and the final month packing it all up again. Although we were spared that inconvenience, it was replaced by the renovating work we had done which was quite an undertaking, but well worth it in the end, as I’m sure you’ll agree.

So would I do anything differently? Well sure I would, but instead of regretting what could have been, I shall be taking a different approach to a few things in the new year.

Firstly, and I feel most importantly, I spent far too much time this year worrying about my weight. After achieving some pretty awesome goals the previous year thanks to fit mums, I spent much of this year feeling like I wasn’t working hard enough/eating well enough/being good enough because I hadn’t continued with my super healthy eating and very active lifestyle. It just wasn’t sustainable, the way I had approached it, and I soon found that I was comparing myself to the other mums in the class and just not measuring up, so to speak.

Which is total BS and a huge waste of emotional energy.

BUT I didn’t stop attending classes, and even though I don’t feel like I ever quite got back “on track” I certainly am proud of myself for not throwing in the towel. I have come into my fourth pregnancy fitter and healthier than my previous two pregnancies which I’m very pleased about, and I shall continue with my exercise throughout the next 20 weeks of it, and beyond.

So for the new year, no more comparing myself to anyone else. I’m on my own journey which has nothing to do with anyone but me and my immediate family, who, by the way, love me and are proud of me no matter what. Comparison is the thief of joy, and I don’t intend to lose any joy this year for no good reason.

My goal this year was:

To be calm and organised with my family, to ensure a happy and healthy home. 

I definitely need to work on the “calm and organised” parts of that statement as I carry it into the new year. I have already started meal planning which actually does help me feel more calm, especially while I’m doing the weekly shop.

We have one more year in Rockhampton before we most likely move on, and I plan to make it our best year yet. With a new addition to the family due in May, it’s going to be chaotic, but I am learning to embrace that chaos and certainly endeavor to not take my day-to-day life so seriously.

Anyway, I’m sitting on my deck trying to write this while Darby is trying to “help” me (he keeps taking the mouse away or bashing his Octonaut on the keyboard) so I’ll leave it there. Just a few musings for you on the last day of 2016. See you in the new year!