Happy new year, friends!

I’m finding myself less reflective this New Year’s Day than most. For many, this is a time to look back on the year that was, meditate on the lessons learned, and use that knowledge to inform the year ahead. A time for remembering resolutions—both kept and otherwise—and for making new ones. Not so for me this year.

The reason, I think, is that I’ve already had a major reset recently. The birth of my son in August was a landmark moment, one of those few events that divides my life into the “before” and the “after.” It felt like starting over, or at least starting something very, very different from the life I had before.

Parenthood has prompted a great deal of introspection and rumination on my part. I did much of it before Noah was born in preparation for being the best father and partner I can be. But each day with my son brings up new emotions, which I try to examine and learn from as much as I can. My journal has been chock-full these past four-and-a-half months.

In light of that, the changing of the calendar doesn’t seem like such a big deal for me. This January 1, I find myself more in a mindset of gaining momentum than starting over. I just got started with my son, after all!

That isn’t to say I’m finished with new year’s reflections and resolutions forever. But this year, in the midst of diaper changes, bottle schedules, and pediatrician checkups, I’m just happy to be on the path I’m on. And that feels right.

Wishing you the very best in this new year. May it be a time of growth, joy, and fulfillment for each of us. Here’s to 2024!