Living the Fictional Dream

So, I guess this is the last place that I haven’t talked yet about the biggest reason why my writing output has been down this year — and my reading and my blogging, too. Since this is a writing blog, I tend not to discuss non-writing/real life all that much, but maybe now it’s time.

A lot of you (especially the people that I know in real life) already know this, but for those who don’t, my husband and I found out over Christmas that we are expecting our first baby! The last ultrasound said that it’s a girl, and she’s due at the end of August! (Don’t ask me about names — we had our boy name picked out for sure, but we’re totally up in the air on girl names, and it’s looking like we’ll be that way until we actually meet her!)

We are very, very excited about this. It’s something we’ve wanted for a long time, though we only officially started seriously trying for it last year. There have been a few little bobbles so far, like a fainting spell and the morning sickness that didn’t go away until way into the second trimester, but for the most part everything is going really well.

I know it’s going to be a big adjustment. If it’s been this hard for me to get up the energy to write when all I’ve deal with so far is morning sickness and fatigue (I’ve been going to bed at 9:45, OMG!), what’s going to happen when there are 3 a.m. feedings and everything else that goes along with having a little one of your very own?

Whatever happens, it’s going to be an interesting journey, and I’m looking forward to every part of it — even the challenging parts.

I can’t not write — I’m always making up stories in my head, even when I’m too tired to sit down at the computer and write them down. I know that I’ll figure this out eventually, and writing will happen. We’ll just see how long it takes me to get there!