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I have started this blog post four times now.
I think that is a new record for my procrastination.
I didn't do a New Year blog, and my previous versions of this were a look back on 2019.
I'll be very honest, I don't want to look back on 2019.
I want to put it in a box, and seal it away forever.

Image may contain: 2 people, including Louise O'Dwyer, people smiling, beard and close-upThere were some fabulous moments. Of course there were! I got engaged to the most wonderful man I have ever known. I witnessed the weddings of some of my best friends. Babies were born. There was an abundance of soft play, cuddles and karaoke.

For me, 2019 will mostly remind me of being ill. It was a huge part of the year. The worry consumed me for the majority of the latter half. I now know more about hypertension, blood pressure, kidney function and kidney failure than I ever thought necessary.

Kidney Disease MemeIt sucks being ill. It sucks knowing that you have an illness that will never go away. It doesn't feel fair. If I am very honest with myself I went into a little bit of a pity pit for a while.  Pity pits are not nice places. You become consumed with yourself. I became a bit consumed with my own mortality.  Ridiculous really, but you can't always send your thoughts in the direction you want them to go. It is good to have a wedding to plan. It distracts me on the bad days. It is probably the reason we are so organised!!

Anyhoo, that is not the point of this blog.

2019 is over, and I am super happy about it.
There is so much to look forward to this year.
More weddings! More babies! More soft play cuddles and karaoke!

I had a trip to the hospital this week and it was very positive. There has been some improvement in my kidneys and I am now Stage 3! (I was stage 4 when I was diagnosed). All the tests are pointing in the right direction and there is even more opportunity for improvement! Whoop!

2020 has a lot going for it for a number of reasons:

- It looks prettier. Don't you think?
 I don't know if it is the curvature of the 2s or the repetition of the numbers but I like it. I like it a lot.

Image may contain: 1 person, smiling, beard, outdoor and nature- Our families are meeting soon! How exciting is that! Stu's parents are coming to Ireland with us for a few days to meet the main man himself. We have an action packed few days planned and I can't wait to share my little corner of the world with my future in-laws! Stuart is literally already plotting the order he hits the pubs with his Da in Galway! Ha!

-  I have so many trips to the motherland planned for this year. Work is sending me there for conference, my friend is getting married this Easter, my Irish hen is well in to the planning stages (Thanks V!).

- I have a weekend away with my bridesmaids in June for a spot of dress shopping

- My plan to read 50 books in 2020 is right on track, and I can already feel that my brain is all the better for it! If you have any recommendations please be sure to let me know!! I have about 20 ready to go.

-I discovered 'The Witcher'. If you haven't see it yet maybe consider making a note of it in your diary...

Image may contain: tree, plant, sky, outdoor, nature and waterAnd that is to name but a few...

Time does seem to speed up as you get older, and I keep getting told that the next year will be the fastest yet. I guess if I learnt anything last year, it is to try and fill our time with happy memories that will out weigh any of the bumps that 2020 has to throw our way.

Until the next time...

Lu xx


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