364 days
For the past 364 days, life has burst at the seams almost every day. But tomorrow, we celebrate a whole year of Elliot Mac.
For the past 364 days, life has burst at the seams almost every day. But tomorrow, we celebrate a whole year of Elliot Mac.
What strikes me most is how my belief that I had a favourite stage has changed. Because living through these distinct stages at the same time has shown me how special they all are.
For all of the hard parts, it’s ultimately been more rewarding than I could have ever anticipated.
It doesn’t feel possible that eight years have passed since your very first day and now, here you are: officially a middle schooler.
In a lot of ways, it feels like I’m a first-timer: It’s been twelve heckin’ years since I was pregnant last.