I have the job of my dreams. Not only do I basically get paid to be totally ridiculous and hang out on Facebook - but I have a job that allows me to work from home, in my pajamas, whenever my family doesn't need me (usually between the hours of 10:30 p.m. to 1 a.m., but beggars can't be choosers.)

This year I discovered dry shampoo and Big Straw Hats. I learned that my children are made of something resembling Silly Putty, as falling off of stools and being stepped on by horses only left a few scratches. I've learned that I am only capable of driving long distances with my kids if there are no bridges or large bodies of water to be driven over.

I published my first book, "Ketchup is a Vegetable and Other Lies Moms Tell Themselves," and realized how amazing the community of Robin's Chicks readers is. I've spent the last few weeks hanging out with readers, listening to their stories and realizing how much courage and support they give me.

I've been thinking about the New Year and resolutions and I've come to the conclusion that I don't want any this year. That's not to say that I've "arrived" or think my life is perfect - far from it. But I've reached a place where I feel content and fulfilled in every area of my life and I want to linger here a little longer without a self-imposed list of rules hanging over my head.

This year, I simply want to enjoy the journey, wherever it takes me. (Rats, that still kind of sounds like a resolution doesn't it?)

(Robin O'Bryant is the author of "Ketchup is a Vegetable and Other Lies Moms Tell Themselves." Read her blog at www.robinschicks.com or find her on Facebook as Robin Wiley O'Bryant.ail.com)