I've been in a funk now for nearly 3 months. I'm hoping that the end is in sight. I know where my motivation went, and I've been keeping from you. I am excited to announce that my little family is going to get just a wee bit bigger this year.
I've been struggling these past few months with a serious lack of energy that doesn't even allow me to wrap string around sticks. Combined with being a pseudo-single mom, exhausted barely begins to describe how I feel. I am hoping that my second trimester brings me more than just an insatiable craving for chocolate. I'm hoping that it brings me my energy back. I'm going to need it if I expect this tiny human to be properly wrapped in wool.