Over the weekend, Ally turned 10 months old. Just a couple more months until her first birthday. She loves dill pickles and walking behind her new fisher price push wagon. I celebrated my 29th birthday today with Ally and Jason and it got me thinking about what I was doing 1 year ago. I vaguely remember being pregnant, miserable, and ridden with anxiety about how much our lives were going to change once Ally arrived. I never would have been able to predict what wonderful year I was about to have.