Twenty. Three.

This year is going to have a whole lot to live up to, because I feel like 22 was kind of "my" year. Some unimaginable experiences came along, both good and bad. But I feel stronger and I know who is loyal and who will always be there for me, no matter what. Even though I have a hard time thinking this coming year will be able to compare to the last, I have a feeling deep down that I might love it even more.. If that's even possible! I mean, this year I get to enjoy a BABY instead of a pregnancy.. I can hardly contain my excitement! So here is an obnoxious amount of pictures, because I loved this last year oh so much.

   

     

        

I had such a wonderful birthday that I got to celebrate with so many people I love. Thank you for all the sweet calls, texts, and messages. I felt so loved. Special thanks to my sweet husband and our little guy for spending the day with me. There isn't anywhere else I would have rather been! 

Thanks for being so good to me, 22. I can't wait to see what 23 has to offer.