Blogging. Working. Henry. Tot School. Housework. Dogs. Morgan.
Prior to this pregnancy I had created a perfect house of cards. Everything was carefully balanced, on top of each other in neat little time slots that dictated the week.
Mondays was early morning blogging, toddler classes, working, dinner making, more work and more blogging. Tuesdays was more of the same, just less work and usually an afternoon project. And the list goes on. Each day had to be run like a well-oiled machine in order to get everything done.
Enter new baby, progesterone, and morning sickness. It was like dropping a stone on top of my perfectly constructed house. It all came crashing down -- for the best reason possible.
It means I'm struggling to keep up with everything I did before. Henry is spending more time being entertained by an electronic. My early morning blogging sessions have turned into a much needed extra 45 minutes of sleep. Dinner has turned into hot dogs and take out. The house is only clean because of {amazing, totally wonderful, awesomely supportive} Morgan.
I couldn't be happier that life is falling apart, that I feel like garbage, that I've only been able to drink apple juice for the last two days. But, it's hard. And, it's going to take some time to rebuild my little house and find our new normal. Until that time, it may be quieter around here. I hope you guys understand and will be here when life is back together.
