You see, I have spent the last few months in a constant state of crazy fatigue and mind-numbing nausea. I'm pregnant, and my body is handling it a little differently this time around.
With my last pregnancy, I was a little turned off by things in the first trimester, but I wasn't all, "holy shit get that disgusting (fill in the name of any food with taste or flavor here) out of my face before I puke. Gross." I work in a mother f-ing Mediterranean restaurant. It has become my own personal torture chamber. All the fantastic smells I once loved so much are making me want to cry and vomit.
In addition to being that pregnant woman, I got a new job. Along with the personal essay I write for Mommyish every Thursday, I also cover news for them on the weekends. To the tune of ten stories in two days.
This is a job that I love. It is right up my alley. I basically find news stories that I think readers of Mommyish would be interested in and give my take on the whole situation. I get to be opinionated and use my writing voice. It's kinda perfect. It was just a little overwhelming doing that amount of writing in the beginning. Come Monday - I don't want to write anything. I want to paint my toenails while I still can and take a nap.
I'm now in my second trimester and starting to feel much better. I'm getting into a groove with my new gig and starting to feel a lot less creatively drained. So - I just have to find a few more hours in my day and the regular blog writing will begin again.
See, I'm not a total flake.
In the meantime, if you find yourself looking for time to kill on the weekends - be sure to head over to Mommyish and check out my stuff. It would be nice to have some of my readers commenting - as opposed to the average Mommyish commenter who seems to think I am really "judgemental." Where the heck would they get that idea?