I hope you’ll have me back.
In fact, I never really left. It’s just, instead of reading and writing and enjoying the general YA blogosphere, I have been poring over a completely different corner of the web–the Mommy Web. That deep, dark tunnel that starts off by innocently Googling pregnancy symptoms and ends with me neglecting everything and everyone that doesn’t expressly concern the miracle of birth and babies.
Last year, around March, I discovered I was pregnant. Perhaps it’s inappropriate to divulge, but we had a lot of trouble getting pregnant. Well, we had trouble with me STAYING pregnant, anyway. Without digging too deep, I think it’s best summed up by saying that 2012 was a gut-crushing, soul-sucking year for me. So, yeah. When this baby kept hanging in there (there = my uterus), I found myself totally obsessed. At the expense of all former passions.
Jack Westley was born on 11/12/13. He’s had me wrapped around his sweet little finger ever since.
But alas, I’m so tired of the Mommy Web. Finally, after four months, I get actual breaks from parenting and breastfeeding and diaper-changing. After about 8 pm, I have free time (in between my half-hourly checks to make sure he’s still breathing). And I spend it reading about parenting and breastfeeding and diaper-changing. Madness!
So, here I am. I’m back.
I hope that I can reconnect old connections and connect entirely new ones. I want to refocus on writing and reading fun fiction. I am so incredibly thankful that I’m a mom and that I have this gorgeous, pooping, stinking bundle of joy, but I miss being me. So, most of all, I hope I can find some balance between the old and new. Wish me luck!
Have you ever had anything derail your life so completely? How did you get back on track with your goals? Or did you just make completely new ones?