I was swamped with jewelry orders last month, along with busy things going on at work and preparations for the holidays and this baby's arrival. I've still been editing, but I didn't meet my goal of finishing this round of edits before the new year. I got close, only 100 pages left, give or take a few, but I'm at the area of the book that needed the most improvement. Some days I'll read the book and think 'this is exactly what I hoped it'd be' and other days I feel like it's awful. It'll get done. Right now I just feel like I'm in limbo…I keep expecting to go into labor, and when I don't, I over think how many things can go wrong, or how bad it's going to hurt, or how much sleep I'm not going to get in the next 6 months (wishful thinking). Then my mind finds some peace and confidence for a minute or two, then she still doesn't come and it all starts again. I wonder what stage I'll be at when I actually go into labor. If I ever go into labor.
Did I mention we call her Peanut Butter? As goofy as it sounds, I'll probably start calling the two of them PB & J once she's here.
Today we took J and grandparents to the park.
Now I'm going to get ready to go grocery shopping and walk around a track (maybe hop a bit) to try and coax PB out while the husband goes to the gym.
I can't wait to be able to get real exercise again. I miss going for runs (ones where my legs don't feel like they're carrying 50 lb weights) and feeling active. I'm so sluggish and off balance.
Ughh….any day now, please.