Thursday, October 7, 2010
Me, In a Cape
I admit, I have a picture problem. As in, I can't seem to capture the right images to make my blogging life easier and more meaningful. For instance, today I'd like a photo of myself looking tired and very pregnant, but in a cape. Because I feel a bit like a tired, very pregnant superhero today. (But this pretty fall shot of me and some of my favorite people will have to do.)
I've been cleaning and sorting and loving on my kids. I also started a book that had me hooked in the first 20 pages, took a nap with the boys today and rested just a bit. But mostly, I grabbed the bull by the horns for the first of four days off. I think so I could crash later on in the break. Please remind me to crash. And, maybe, not to answer all my work email so quickly and efficiently. Oh, and not to constantly reach for that dirty sock, small piece of trash or wayward toy.
I feel strangely huge all the sudden, as in, say, the past four or five days. I marvel at the fact that I have about 16 more weeks of growing to do. I have to admit, though, that I like my pregnant shape. I'm an all-belly kind of girl--no mistaking this bump for anything but what it is: a healthy, strapping babe about to enter the world. If you haven't seen me, trust me when I tell you that I could easily convince you that I'm due next week, or, at the very least, next month.
I am getting a break this weekend, and I'm going to use it to relax and recharge. And to think, even more, about what I want this blog to be and what I want it to do. There are a lot of you reading out there, though I must admit, some of you are very quiet about it. Don't be afraid to follow me here on Blogger or to leave me a comment here on the actual blog. Many of you are Facebook junkies (like me) and read or comment on the blog there instead.
I ran into an old friend this week who I haven't seen for at least a year. I said, "I bet you didn't even know I was pregnant again," and she said, "Oh, yeah, I read it on your blog." She felt like we were all caught up, but not me, man. =) Shout out to you, old friend, who I now know is reading my blog.
Experiences like these are good. I don't feel a shocking reminder to watch what I say or reconsider what I share here. Instead, I feel real and true and grounded, like I'm really just keeping up with all of you, even though sometimes, most times, it's one-sided. But this is me, and I want to share with all of you. Just be sure to give me a poke every now and then, ok?
If you do that for me, I'll do something for you: I'll post more often so you can keep reading and connecting and learning what life is like from my perspective. It's nice to know the world is smaller than it feels sometimes and to know that somebody, like you, cares enough to keep reading!