I'm sure that the end of the BEST YEAR OF MY LIFE deserves some fabulous post detailing how incredibly happy and grateful I am for my family, friends and son. However, I am absolutely exhausted this morning from yet another bout of mastitis, visit to the ER, and a son who didn't sleep. And I'm so happy to be tired to the point of hardly being able to string these words together because of the reason--my boy. So I leave you with this:
|Where's the baby?|
|Love my squish!|
Love to all out in bloggy land! Happy New Year!