Last week, it seemed I had more energy. Now I feel like someone knocked me on the head with a ball peen hammer. My work has been crazy busy after we got some big press last week. Great for us, but it makes my job that much more of a herculean effort to a) keep a lid on my moods and b) not get exhausted.
And I still haven’t told them.
I had my women’s group last night. I love my womens! I’d not seen them in a while, and it was wonderful to reconnect. When it was my turn to check in, all I could do was cry. I cried about being lonely, and being so bloody tired all the time. I cried about all the fun social engagements I’ve been missing over the past two months. (LOL ya right – you ain’t seen nothin’ yet, Momma!) I cried out of fear – that something will happen, or not happen – or that my life will be turned upside down, or it won’t.
One year ago, my life was pretty much the same as it is now. I was working at the same place, planning a wedding, DJing, spending time with friends. One year from now….? It’s impossible to say what will be happening. I will have a 7 month old. Will my relationship be intact? Will I be working? Will I be keeping up with this blog? Will I be a lumpy bumpy blob?
I need to get some exercise soon. I am turning into a lumpy bumpy blob.
Speaking of lumpy bumpy blobs, the bean is now officially a tiny human:
http://www.babycenter.com/fetal-development-images-10-weeks
