You were one hell of a year.
You were the year I met my Milly, and for that you will forever be a favourite.
You saw me from 32 weeks pregnant through to having a 10 month old baby girl. An incredible little person who has preferences and opinions (!), who loves to wave at people and steal my phone.
2016, you were exhaustion and middle of the night feedings. 6am breakfast and mid morning naps. You were cuddles and singing and cheering new achievements. You were clinginess. You were long hot showers to retreat.
You were the year I learnt what it meant to be a Mum. The year I learnt how to be a Mum, although I have a feeling I'll still be learning that one for a while.
You were success as new parents and two trips away, and you were endless laundry, to do lists that we never reached the end of and the frustrations of trying to balance the wants of me and him and her.
You were deciding to start a new business on top of it all.
You were hard and you were wonderful 2016. And as you leave us, so too does my maternity leave end. In less than two weeks I return to work part-time and we'll begin to discover the new normal that 2017 will bring.
Although it's hard not to look back and think I should have cherished this time more...2016, just know that you will be missed.