I’m sure it’ll only get worse, but for the last couple weeks, I’ve been completely and utterly pooped. That would be the reason behind the lack of posts. But at 9 months huge, my advice for anyone who has issues with something I’ve said/not said or done/not done is to simply deal with it. Yes, I admit I’ve been extra warm and bubbly lately.
But I’m now in the calm before the storm. I’ve been able to sleep the last several nights. Swelling has been down. I’ve been able to take a nap (my mind and body don’t usually cooperate with that, even when I’m exhausted beyond belief). The monkey has been my usual, happy boy (for a few days, I was sure someone had replaced my fun-loving boy with Satan’s devil spawn). Right now, I’m happy and the universe is cooperating.
So, no need to hide from the crazy pregnant chic. At least not this week. I may even catch up on my blogging while the wee-one is catching some zzz’s.