We moved from one city in Iowa to another. Not a big deal, right? Apparently moving an entire household, while 35 weeks pregnant takes a lot more than I had assumed it would, and alas, find myself insanely exhausted by the end of the day. I am embarrassed to admit (but also not as bothered by this as I typically would be) that I haven't written a single word (creatively that is) in almost 2 weeks.
Did I forget to mention that I have a rare condition in which my baby is a giant beast? If you are good at connecting the dots, if baby is a giant beast that means I am also a giant beast. (Really, I'm not making this up: it's called polyhydramnios.) At my 34 week check-up, my OB measured my stomach and let me know that I in fact was measuring 43 weeks (which explains the 'Oh! You must be ready to pop!' comments I hear about 45 times a day.) This fact caused her a bit of distress, so she sent me straight to ultrasound to measure my
All I can focus on is trying to get this house unpacked, taking care of my children (while constantly out of breath and, well, slightly
So, I promise that I will post these 6 drafts soon. I've got baby brain like crazy. And, since I'm super attractive right now, can I get the beautiful people pass?