December is one of those reflective months isn’t it?
Like, all of a sudden we start looking back on our year and seeing if we achieved everything we wanted to.
Seeing how much has changed and how much has stayed the same.
2018 for me is the year I got pregnant after my miscarriage and my little girl started school.
It is the year…
I sat up and took notice of climate change and the impact we are having on the world.
It is the year…
I failed at being 100% vegan but did try. And I didn’t eat meat at all. Effort matters. Every positive change towards veganism is a step in the right direction.
But what do I plan to be in 2019?
Or WHO do I plan to be?
Well 2019 will see me welcome my 2nd child into the world. It will promote my daughter to the role of big sister and change the entire dynamic of our family.
I plan to care about that. A lot.
I know that sounds silly and it goes without saying, but I want to be able to adjust to life as a family of four and come out of it stronger than ever.
I also plan to care about the world I am leaving behind for my children.
Because it terrifies me.
I am trying to reduce the amount of plastic we use as a family.
I plan on getting an electric car in 2019 and my husband is switching his to electric too.
I want to talk to my daughters school about what they are doing about waste and see if there is any way I can get involved. I heard they don’t recycle, which is utter madness considering the amount of paper they use.
The world seems to be sitting up and making notice of all of these documentaries on the damage we are doing to our planet. It’s time we all got involved and stopped thinking someone else will do it.
There are big changes happening in the general culture of our society and I’m here for it.
2018 was also the year of the body positive movement and the whole #timesup situation. The patriarchy is dying. Women no longer have to accept the way they are treated, passively.
I want to instill a quiet confidence in my daughters that they can be whoever and whatever they want to be. That their looks don’t define them. That they have autonomy over their bodies and no one has a right to make them feel uncomfortable or bad about themselves.
That the lesson I teach them about being kind being the most important thing, runs alongside being fierce. You don’t have to be a pushover to be kind and I think this is one of the hardest lessons to learn.
I plan to care about my body.
Not in a way that means dieting and hitting the gym but in a way that involves me nourishing the vessel that gave me my children. I have spent too many years hating my body, how it looks and what it can do. I need to set my daughters a positive example of self care and self acceptance.
I think I will be mulling over this post for a while. I don’t want to set ‘New Years Resolutions’ but I do think it is a good time to take stock and make changes if there are areas of your life that you want to improve.