Sunday, November 6, 2016
Well, if you follow me on Instagram, the cat is out of the bag. I'm pregnant. I try to muster up enthusiasm when I say that, but the truth is, I've been feeling unlike myself for much of my pregnancy. I feel unmotivated, un-creative, uninterested in things I usually love (reading, scrapbooking, picture taking, Diet Dr. Pepper, etc.) and if you don't love the things you normally love and don't do the things you normally do, you can have an identity crisis. Too dramatic? Maybe. But the truth is, the fetus has sucked the life out of me physically and mentally and it came as a surprise. I don't believe this happened with my other pregnancies, though it's possible I just can't remember (it's been a while- my girls are 6.5 and 4!).
But the moral of the story is, it's ok to take breaks from things and just hold on to the hope that things will get better and things will change and you will feel like yourself again. If motherhood has taught me anything, it's the mantra that "THIS IS JUST A PHASE." It's true with kids, it's true with your postpartum hormones and extra jiggle. This is just a phase and it'll pass. And soon enough (May) they'll be a little baby in our house and I'll wonder what I was ever complaining about.