It is nearly 3:30 pm and here I am - mug shot appropriate. I haven't showered today, done anything with my hair, applied anything; not make-up - not even chapstick. I'm still in my pj's - well, the only clean clothes I could find last night that were comfortable...which boils down to an old pair of bottoms complete with paint from an old job, white socks, and a maternity tank I dug out from my last pregnancy since I was feeling stuffy. There's a big zit on my chin (thank you hormones!), a giant unexplainable bruise in the crook of my right arm from a relatively painless and simple drawing of blood last Friday, a wan paleness to my complexion, and a notable tiredness in my eyes.
I haven't been entirely lazy today. After all, we're two meals down and a morning of home-schooling...but I didn't make it grocery shopping, there's a ton of laundry to do and I have resolved to ask my husband to run out and get us something, anything, to suffice as dinner tonight. As afternoon has approached, I'm totally unable to pull myself together. Let's just say, I'm done. Some days I can go and go, but other days this pregnancy just hits me upside the head and says, "too bad. you're done. sit down. stop." And, frankly, I don't have
much choice. If I even try to do anything, I end up wandering around wondering what to do and unmotivated to actually do anything. My brain and my body are cohorting against me (well, probably for me) to just shut down and chill. So, the girls are camped out in front of a video and there are toys everywhere and an hour and a half still until my husband gets off work. And...I'm done. Done for the whole day already. Everybody to their own, mama's off the clock. Somedays are just like that. It's a good thing, I guess, because otherwise I'm unlikely to slow down very often.
By the way, I'm finally starting to feel BIG. I've hit that mark where the belly seems so big, but you just know there is still a way to go - except for my belly button which cannot be flipped out any further than it already is. It's not a pretty picture, but here's the belly as we hit third trimester.
i think you're beautiful. on my way to grab some food. be back in a jiffy. :)
Posted by: matt morgan | January 07, 2009 at 05:21 PM
That's exactly how I felt when I was getting along in my second pregnancy (but third baby). It's exhausting just to be! I hope the rest of your pregnancy is smooth and healthy. What is your due date again?
Posted by: Amanda | January 07, 2009 at 08:33 PM