This ain't no holiday

Oh wow. I know its been forever and I'm a terrible blogger, but I'm here now, and I have new shoes.


Guess what, a crazy chain of events happened and a lot has changed. First of all, waaaaay back in August (? actually, I can't remember) I found out I was pregnant. The news sparked a long (not that long) period in my life filled with tears and hormones where I was reflecting on my past life choices and contemplating my future. I never thought I wanted to be a mom and yet, here I was. I always liked to think of senior citizen me as a crazy person in a crumbling house with lots of dead plants and broken electronics and poorly applied red lipstick and maybe long grey hair or maybe Vivienne Westwood-esque bright orange hair. So... could I still be that? Who knows? And what about my crappy job? Sure I have a lot of fun, but I make zero money. I got so freaked out that I went back to school and it's been super hard because it's been about seven years since I did anything remotely academic. Oh yeah, and my chubby self barely fits in any of my clothes anymore. So what would I wear even if I did feel like blogging?
Well, let me just cut myself off here. Long story short, I had like forty million heavy things on my mind and blogging was just not one of them.
Since the initial shock has worn off, everything is all better. My husband and I couldn't be more delighted. No more morning sickness, school is getting easier, and I don't care who I am going to be when I'm 80 because I'm just going to be whatever I am. And so what if I'm going to be humongous, I can work with that. There are still a lot of tears, mostly for no reason, but I guess that goes with territory or something.


I'm going to try and make this a regular thing again. Don't worry though, I have no plans on becoming a mommy blogger or anything like that. I'm still the same freak I've always been, I just think baby animals are cuter now.