We rang in 2019 with all five Kellys in our pajamas eating a giant chocolate chip cookie while we watched the ball drop at 9 o'clock. I got a ton New Year's kisses and hugs, and it was pretty perfect.

I've been sitting here looking at my blank computer screen thinking about 2019, and what it might have in store. About 5 minutes into sitting at my desk in a 10-mile stare, my eight-year-old son walked in and asked: "hey mom, what do you think the rest of 2019 is going to be like?" Great minds clearly think alike.

2018 was good to me; my family has been healthy, I've watched my kids grow a year older, I've appreciated the little things - smiles, snuggles, and tickle fights. I've found myself in a job that I love, where I am regularly rewarded with the knowledge that I have helped someone during one of the most difficult times in their life. I've been vulnerable and I've been stronger than I would have ever thought I could be.

As a special needs mom, I spent a large part of 2018 with a whole new tribe of occupational therapists and physical therapists who have become friends. And, to all the other special needs moms out there, I see you, you are amazing.

Watching my 2-year-old son, Bronson, fight with Rocky Balboa-esque determination and stamina to reach goals which seemed impossible at the beginning of 2018 was a huge part of this year for me. One of my favorite things in the world is watching the look of pride and joy on his face when he does something that he wasn't able to do before, and how he immediately looks for me to see that I've witnessed his big win.

I am hopeful for 2019. I want to see C. diff become a reportable disease in California. I want to see C. diff reported on death certificates, and I'm hopeful that 2019 will bring us closer to this goal. I want to see antibiotic stewardship to become as natural a thought as recycling or choosing healthy foods. Antibiotic overuse affects everyone and can have devastating personal effects.

I look forward to being continually inspired my resilient, amazing children. My oldest with his kind heart, my daughter with her huge laugh and love for life, and by my littlest superhero who regularly amazes us with his strength and determination.

In 2018 I met with my state senator Pat Bates, met a director from the CDC (who asked to meet me?! How cool is that?) And I left my kids for the very first time and flew all the way across the country to join in at the Peggy Lillis Foundation Fight C. diff Gala (that I helped plan!) where I danced with a fellow C. diff survivor and Advocate and met a hero of mine Dr. Dale Gerding.

So, 2019, I'm ready to meet you one day at a time, one foot in front of the other. 2018 left some big shoes to fill, but you've got this.

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