The Excuse

If my blog were to get a grade right now, it would get a D for updating. I've been horrible the last few weeks. Not only have I not written here much, I've even put off posting over at 5 Minutes for Parenting a couple of times.

But I have an excuse.

I'm pregnant.

And because I'm me, that also means I'm nauseous all day every day until I reach the end of the first trimester (which should happen in roughly 24 days, not that anyone's counting). And nausea isn't the best muse.

I also came down with a killer cold last week, one of the worst I've ever had in my life. And since I'm in my first trimester, I can't take any medicine. Breathing, which I hear is important, has become my new daily focus, consuming all my time and energy.

I wanted to pop in here and let you all know because, well, I really love my readers. So many of you have become friends that it felt wrong not to share this joy. (And while it doesn't feel very joyful right now, as I crawl through each day trying to take care of the kids while Corey is one back-to-back business trips, I know deep in my heart that this is joy abundant.) I even got to see the baby's heartbeat at an OB appointment last week, and that was both exciting and reassuring.

I also wanted to tell you that, while I'm not commenting much, I am online a lot, looking for a way to distract myself from the bleh. I'm praying and laughing and thinking and encouraged because of you and your posts. Thank you.

And now, I'm off to my regular perch on the couch, where I will blow my nose and try to entertain Teyla and Connor without actually doing anything. Maybe I will teach them the Quiet Game. That's also a hit, right?