so, i probably should have done this sooner. it's a new year and as the first day of that new year i suppose i ought to be looking forward, not backward. but i did something pretty cool last year that i really wanted to share.
last year when i moved out to boston, my mom and i were worried about not spending as much time talking. we're pretty tight. so on new year's day last year she called me quite excited because she had an idea. we would each take a picture a day - could have been something special we did that day, what we had for dinner, a beautiful sight we saw - and upload it to a shared file in dropbox so we could each see what the other was up to each day.
over the last week i've seen lots of my friends post their favorite photo of 2013. i scrolled back through my instagram page, wondering what i would have picked as my favorite. but a more accurate description of my year wouldn't be from instagarm - it would be from my daily photo challenge with my momma. so, lucky you, i am going to share with you my favorite photo from each month - the photo that kind of summed up my month.
january was a major transitional time for us. we spent about two weeks crashing in my dad's guest room before we were able to move into our perfect south end loft. since i was home all of the time, and PI was home most of the time [a HUGE adjustment for us!], we were mostly unpacked + settled within the month. so this is a photo of my unpacked + styled bookshelf that i took one january day.
my favorite photo of the month - also taken on my birthday. i was walking down tremont to get a mani//pedi before our dinner date in the north end [strega, duh]. february was a good month, but i felt it was more a month about me - not just because of my birthday. i decided to get back to work on my book, which allowed me to feel more settled and comfortable in our new place. it was good.
far + away the hardest month of the year. march 20th we found out our baby we were over the moon about had no heartbeat, and on march 25th i was sent home with a paper bag full of drugs to have our miscarriage at home. this photo was taken march 28th, three days into the miscarriage [which ended up lasting 5 days, not just 12 hours]. my mom came out and surprised me, which i desperately needed. i would never have survived that month without my husband or my momma there to support me, and most importantly, just hold me.
it's another one of those days everyone will remember where they were - especially us bostonians. the marathon bombings not only changed our city, but they had a big impact on my relationship with boston as well. i felt a sense of home that hadn't really kicked in since our move to boston, and PI and i spent many, many days after the 15th outside exploring our beautiful home. this was taken after the bombings but before the lockdown, when we walked the freedom trail just for the hell of it and we saw the first signs of spring.
may, the month of medicine. in may we had our first visit with a fertility specialist to find out why it was so hard for us to get pregnant. there were blood tests, 3D ultrasounds and awkward conversations about our sex life. this is me and a stuffed uterus in our specialist's office during our initial consultation. but it wasn't just the month of doctors for me - my brother also had his knee surgery in may, and for a few weeks i played the part of full-time nurse. we watched a lot of movies. but in the end we both turned out healthier than when we started the month.
yoga. early in the month my girlfirend smita introduced me to back bay yoga studio, and immediately after that first afternoon hip hop yoga session i found myself there every single day. it was hugely theraputic for me, and not to mention good for my body. so june was the month of yoga, and this was my daily setup.
july was a happy, happy, happy month. this is me on a typical july day, being happy [although incredibly sweaty]. maybe it was all the yoga, maybe it was finally starting to feel a little like myself again after the miscarriage... whatever it was, PI and i had a great july. we bought an air conditioner. we had wine and grapes outside in our courtyard. we saw she + him. we went to revere beach. we just hung around and had fun, and it was a super fabulous time.
thailand, obvi. but more than just traveling to thailand, august was a month for the books for me + Pi. we found out about pregnancy #3 in thailand and man oh man did my man take good care of me. i learned immediately how strong + supportive he could be, moreso than he ever had been even before. thanks to my yoga practice i was able to let things go and surrender the pregnancy to the will of the universe, knowing it was out of my hands. there was some stress in august, but mostly it was big smiles, naps, and airplane rides for us.
september will be remembered as the month of my girlfirends back in denver. a big, scary event in the life of one of my best friends brought me to denver for a week unexpectedly, and i spent every single day with the girls above. i was reminded how, no matter where we all live, we are always there for each other. our lives all look so different now, but when shit goes down there is no other group of girls i'd rather say i know has my back. it was a roller coaster ride but a good time to be back at home with my bestest ladies.
in october i gained a new family. my mom found the love of her life and six kids from five different states flew down to st john to celebrate their live and get to know each other. while it may have looked like just a vacation, i flew home with a new step-dad, two step-sisters and a step-brother. pretty fantastic. and sure, the island wasn't too bad either.
and all of a sudden, there was the belly. it's true - one day you wake up and think, 'where the hell did this belly come from?' i started looking and feeling really pregnant, and the pregnancy started being more of a focus in my life. we worked on the registry. we found out that we are having a boy [!!!]. we started talking about names and nurseries, birth plans and bassinets. i guess, all of a sudden, it becase really real.
december is always about the holiday season, and this year the holiday season was best summed up by this photo of my mom's amazing christmas mantle. thanks to obligations at the highlands house as well as the difficulty of flying during pregnancy, we planned the trip for two and a half weeks. and as i am now typing this our trip has been extended to three weeks thanks to the huge nor'easter about to whoop boston the day we were supposed to fly home. so i get a few extra days to celebrate the new year with my friends + family in denver - never a bad thing.