Happy New Year.

Do you know what made my New Year's Eve one of our best ever?

It wasn't that we went to a great restaurant for dinner... but we did.
It wasn't that the restaurant had a special raspberry martini and I ordered it and it was goo...oood... but I did.
It wasn't that we spent the evening with some of my favorite people in the whole world... but we did.
It wasn't that I left Alec with a babysitter for the first time and he did great... but he did.
It wasn't that while we were gone, the kids all put together a Live Nativity production and then performed it for us, giving us all hope that the weeks and months and years of Sunday School and church teaching are sinking in... but they did.
It wasn't that we hung out for hours together with a roaring fire and freshly made margaritas, waiting for midnight... but we did.
It wasn't the coincidence that six of the eight kids all had coordinating pajamas on, so they looked super cute together... but they did.
It wasn't that Alec fell asleep around 9:30pm and despite the noise of seven kids with noisemakers running around still stayed asleep and generally was positively easy and excellent... but he was.
It wasn't that Jenna kept calling the ball in Times Square "The Diamond"... but she did.
It wasn't that at 11:50pm, glasses of champagne in flutes were passed out for the adults to enjoy at midnight... but they were.
It wasn't that we all stayed awake to ring in a new year, thanking God for a blessed, happy, busy, healthy year full of friends and children and new houses and good times... but we did.
It wasn't that I got to kiss my honey at midnight and look forward to another year together and our 15th wedding anniversary this fall... but I did.

No, the best part of New Year's this year is that twice I have gotten pregnant in this day in the last ten yen years... but this year I DIDN'T.

Phew.
Happy New Year.
Thanks for reading.