My last post pretty much went viral. I was so excited to harness that energy and all the new followers and subscribers, but alas, the third trimester of pregnancy took over and I couldn’t muster up the mojo to write.
And then, just a couple weeks after Easter, my little one arrived, five weeks before his due date. At some point I’ll write up his birth story. I went on maternity leave right then, leaving my poor church in a bit of a lurch, though they handled it with aplomb.
Now, ten weeks later, I am just beginning to emerge from the postpartum fog and feel able to handle real life. I’m catching up on emails and trying to send out baby gift thank you cards (on the back of birth announcements…it’s not too late, right??). I’ve adjusted to the middle of the night sleep interruptions. I’m still a little “blah,” and overwhelmed at times, especially given that we are renovating Dude’s house so we can move into it and we thought we’d be in by now and everything has issues and Dude is over there all. the. time. Ahem.
I may be setting myself up for stress and failure, but I figured that signing up for NaBloPoMo might be the nudge I need to get the blog ball rolling again. It’s like the running that fell by the wayside
when I found out before I was pregnant. I can’t expect my writing muscles to return and strengthen if I don’t use them.
So bear with me, will you, as I stretch and slowly get back into the writing habit? Like running, the first few times back at it are sure to feel forced and painful, but I’m hoping the muscle memory will kick in and I’ll find my flow again. Although, like my body which is forever changed by my pregnancy, my mind may be different after giving birth as well.