Sometimes we just get through the day even if we don’t love so much what we are doing.
If I won the lottery…..of course I never will but I’m sure I wouldn’t stop working. I would find a creative outlet. I would turn my talents into that dream job…..
But maybe I wouldn’t, you never know. I think I would give all my money to my mother because…
So many women spend a good portion of their lives raising children, taking care of husbands and those around them. It’s awesome.
Being pregnant brings a sort of boredom like a broken toe. You go to work and first thing is getting out the car and getting stuck behind the steering wheel. Will I be waddling soon into my office? At home I catch up on trashy TV, eat donuts, wait for that “nesting” thing I bet is an urban legend. I try to clean my house but just don’t feel that Big Bird urge, maybe because I am big. I’d rather go window online shopping and dream of the day I can wear those dresses that jump out at me, take a look and jump right back .
Motivation to do preggy yoga or do SOMETHING constructive eludes me. Should I bask in this glowy (really people?) state of pregnancy where I can’t even see over my belly? Where I can see those little feet kicking like crazy to get out? Maybe, just maybe, he’ll be so tired of running this marathon he’ll take long naps and BE QUIET.
Probably not to be so I better invest in some naps.
Photography by Shelby Preston Portraits