Oh my. A six month silence. My deep apologies. December was mostly sleeping, the pregnancy bit you see. January was ? February, March, April, May... and now June.
We are taking classes and my belly is growing and my house is filling with baby things. This all comes along so fast you see? High school, well that takes four years.
Baby? 9 months.
WHAT? The biggest change you can make to your life can happen in just 9 months? Whose idea was this?
See, we just decided to stop "not" trying... and whabam! Baby. Happy birthday husband, you're gonna be a daddy.
Right now at 33 weeks I simultaneously have something poking at my lower left side and into my right ribs. It's uncomfortable and weird. Mommy people call it amazing and for me it's just been ... weird. I have an octopus in my belly. Put your hand on your cheek and press your tongue into your cheek and move it around. That's what my belly feels like all day long.
And the worst? I have no short term memory. I don't know what I ate for lunch today. The past few months? BLUR. I should have been writing things down but that's the reason for the lapse. I get on here and ... no thoughts... no memories... just a blank.
And it's all boring. I sit at home and try to work, but there isn't much to do. I grew out of all my clothes and made my own pants. If you're checking in on Facebook you get daily quips instead of weekly columns.
My dearest kitty scared me with getting a little skin cancer this past Thanksgiving but maybe is in the clear now? I would be a basket case without kitty. Beware the day.
So you know, things are good. Weather is warm, finally. I'm happy. Seven weeks until my life changes forever, right?