Well where to start, eh? 2015 has proved to be another eventful year and there’s much to summarise but, if it were to be plotted on a graph, it would resemble a ski jump.
Although I didn’t write about it much, the first half of 2015 was bloody miserable. I was working for a soulless corporation in partnership with a red-tape-obsessed quango.
The work was hard, the conditions more than a little unreasonable and I was getting more and more stressed and hurtling towards becoming ill.
The good news is that I turned down the option of another year, went freelance and haven’t looked back.
That bold decision in late July was the bit where the ski jump suddenly shoots towards the sky. And it’s fair to say I’ve been flying by the seat of my pants ever since!
Immediately after I left my job, I was invited to Berlin to blog about the Copa Coca-Cola. It was a fantastic experience.
I met some amazing people including three World Cup winners, witnessed friendships being forged between kids who would otherwise never have met and even scored in the adults’ match!
Things continued to accelerate through the summer and into the autumn. I was invited to speak at Mumsnet Bumpfest before celebrating five years of blogging without throwing in the towel. Hurrah!
I supported Macmillan by going Sober for October and appeared on BBC London to talk about it. I also wrote rather a lot about preparing for the arrival of baby number three and appeared on BBC Trending among other things.
To have made it into the latter feels like a greater achievement. Dads are very much in the minority in the parent blogging community, so I’m very proud to be up there.
Saving the best for last, though, we were delighted to welcome Amelie just over a month before Christmas. Her arrival didn’t go to plan, but the only thing that matters is that she arrived safely and is a happy, healthy baby.
Our family is now complete and we’re looking forward to continuing the upward trajectory that this ski jump of a year has sent us on.
Happy new year!