I suppose all news is new, but this is really new: I'm pregnant. I should tell you that I've been working on this post since December, and I've been writing and waiting patiently to find the best way to share this with you. Since I'm going on three sleepless hours this morning, now seems like a good time to me.
I vow to keep this blog relatively baby/mommy-free, but when it comes to the home and food, I look forward to sharing new experiences with you. I'm a whole 13 weeks, and for those like me who only speak in months: I'm at the start of month four, which is also the start of the second trimester and I'm so happy to be here.
Since October, I've been blissfully distracted. I haven't been extremely motivated or inspired. I did not sweat (in the gym). I did. not. cook. The holidays were a blur, and I felt a bit late to the party. I let our paperwhites fizzle. I didn't address my love for sugar cookies. All I wanted was to get in the real spirit and feel like myself, like I had for the last 32 years of my life, and I just couldn't get there.
But I was okay with that. Because here's the truth: once you are pregnant, you are not yourself. You're a whole, new person.
And isn't that amazing? I think it is.
BC episodes, write more and often and start cooking again. For starters: put my frozen bananas to use and bake some banana bread - because bananas are one fruit I simply cannot live without these days - and get back to blogging as a whole, new inspired person.
Thanks for being here, and sharing this new territory with me. I'm so excited!
PS: ridiculously cute onesie purchased by Eddie, not even 24 hours after we got the good news. Dad of the year. Already.