I apologize for my extended absence! Whew – what a couple of months! I wish I could tell you that I’ve been in a writing nook for the last few months and banged out a manuscript. Or that I read eleventy-billion books and reached nirvana. The truth is: I’m about 15 weeks pregnant with baby number 3 and have been knocked onto my bottom with exhaustion and sickness. I’m finally burrowing out of my cozy little hobbit hole to say hello and try to get back into some routine. No promises though.
Those first weeks of pregnancy are always so difficult. Feeling bone tired while on the verge of vomiting at all times has made it really hard for me to keep any kind of routine, which is why my blog has fallen to the wayside. But it’s not just that: my daily journaling habit has disappeared, my reading has taken a nosedive, my creative energy has basically stopped, and my house is on the verge of the apocalypse.
The worst part is the timing. The sickness hit me during my FAVORITE month: October. I had plans, man. Big, fat Halloween-y plans! But you know what? It’s okay, because a new little baby will be joining our family in May! And I am truly excited about that. Our big bear (4 years old) has days when he’s excited and days when he’s not. And our little bear (2 years old) is hopelessly oblivious to it all, the poor thing. Our lives are all going to change in about 6 months!
While my reading took a nosedive, it didn’t stop like everything else in my life and I’m thankful for that. I hope to catch you up on everything I’ve read over the next couple of weeks – including the book that I think might be my favorite read ever. Ever. Let that one sink in!
Okay, I promised myself that I would make sure the dip back into blogging would be short and sweet just to get the motors running. So I will be back soon with more updates from the last couple of months. And if you’re reading this and struggling with finding motivation to do the things you love, remember that you are not alone! I’m constantly trying to remind myself that every moment is a new one and I can choose what to do with it. And sometimes that means that I choose to take care of myself and get that extra rest on the couch – and that’s okay.