FINALLY, I’m getting around to writing here . . . and thinking (just a bit — don’t want to wear myself out or anything). I have to admit, I’m a little boggled by life right now.
What happened to the blogger who once faithfully wrote and posted each and every day?
What happened to the woman who cleaned her house and cooked each meal?
What happened to the Mommy who looked forward to craft time with her daughter?
The answer to each question: “Um . . . . she’s a little tired and very unmotivated right now.”
So many women (and books) told me that, once the second trimester hit, I would feel like a new person: renewed energy, renewed sex drive, and a renewed outlook on life.
Um . . . . I’m less than 30 days from the start of the 3rd trimester and absolutely NOTHING has renewed itself over the past two and a half months.
I feel like such a worn-out loser. Through out the day, I have enough energy to get the Little Lady out of her “Big Girl Bed” (more on that later), fix a few measly snacks and meals, and read “Brown Bear, Brown Bear” twenty times.
That’s IT.
Ok, yeah, so I’m growing a whole other person . . . but STILL! I talk to and see other pregnant women who seem to have an overabundance of energy and drive. Me? Definitely not so much.
It’s not like I just lay around, wasted and exhausted — I don’t. I’m not lethargic . . . just “un-energetic.” I promise there’s a difference!
So, anyway, so much for the glorious, golden 2nd trimester. I guess it’s only fair since I never had morning sickness or any of the other nasty 1st trimester woes.
I’ll stop complaining now. 🙂
