(This post is thanks to Emily’s kind inquiry to see if everything is all right. Mama and bebe are still here, just very lazy. Explanation follows.)

It shouldn’t have surprised me, but it turns out that growing a baby saps your energy and leaves you disinclined to do almost any other form of work. This includes everything from sewing, vacuuming, scrubbing, doing laundry, and walking the dog to blogging. To add incentive  to the desire to sit around and read books/watch documentaries vs. engage in practical endeavors, almost everything housework-related involves some kind of unpleasant smell. And when you still throw up most days, unpleasant smells are to be avoided at all costs.

Of course, one kind of work must continue to be done: I have continued to teach even on the worst of days, although I have to say that my enthusiasm waxes and wanes. One class in particular delights in producing chaos at every opportunity and tends to fry my patience for the rest of the day. I have repeatedly warned the next class that they need to be extra quiet since all of my goodwill for the day has already been used up by grade X, but I don’t think they take me seriously. They should.

I recently went blog-surfing for the first time in weeks and it produced a feeble wave of inspiration to do some stuff around the home. I used to obsessively look at LOTS of blogs every day, so it was strange to find so much new reading material. Kind of nice. The decision to stop blog-reading was a pretty big one and came before pregnancy, actually. Prior to moving to Pensacola, I had a huge crush on all things interior design and spent weeks planning the furniture, layout, etc. of our new apartment. And then we moved here and found that we had less time, less patience, and (of course) less money than needed to create the thrifted, somewhat Scandinavian, mostly mid-century abode of my dreams. Since we were moving to The Land of Retired People, I had assumed that the thrift stores would be chock full of treasures that were just waiting to be reclaimed at fabulous prices (a Paul McCobb dining set for $75!). Wrong. Almost all the furniture in stores was dreadful and anything good on Craigslist was 60 minutes away and required a truck to move it. So after a few weeks of sitting on the floor, we got fed up and purchased a brand new, perfectly decent and very comfortable brown sofa with absolutely no design pedigree to speak of.

This was the first blow.

For most of the rest of our furniture, we borrowed a truck and drove to the nearest Ikea (6 hours away in Atlanta), which was perfectly fine with me. I heart Ikea. But the trip ended up taking longer and being considerably more stressful than anticipated, and in the end we settled on a few things that I regretted after I assembled everything and set up the living room. I don’t dislike the pieces themselves, but some of the colors just don’t work the way I wanted them to. So after weeks of planning and dreaming about my perfect new apartment, I felt like a big fat design failure. Every time I looked at another blog and compared the photos to my own home (and empty pocketbook), I felt discontent.

In the end, I decided that the best way to happiness was to just stop looking.  [I am really sorry if I used to read your blog and leave comments: I haven’t read anyone’s blog for weeks, so please don’t feel personally offended.] To add motivation to this new resolution, our Mac crashed big-time and I was left with very limited internet access. Along with the Mac, I lost my beloved Adobe Creative Suite and any chance of satisfactorily editing my photos. This, combined with the fact that our apartment gets almost no natural light, means that I just didn’t have many photos to blog about. I have to say that I am REALLY looking forward to moving someplace with better light in the future. Our current abode is of the ever-popular “shoebox” style, in which the apartment runs through the middle of the building and has a deep dark interior with precious little light on either end. The bedroom has a tiny window under our upstairs neighbor’s porch and the living room had a decent window with blinds that are usually closed unless you want to feel like everyone is checking out your furniture (hey, I do it when anyone else leaves their blinds open). So it’s grey inside at best, and my little Canon is just not up to the challenge.

BUT, I am saving up for a new camera and I think that I am getting a little bit of energy back. I put up a few Christmas-y things this weekend and we bought a $16 tree at Walmart yesterday, so little signs of holiday cheer now meet our eyes. And I have been wrapping presents like a fiend, which I always find very satisfying. I had two “good days” last week, which is a new record, so it might be that things will improve now that I have reached the end of my first trimester. If this is the case, I really do mean to start blogging again. I miss all the people I have and haven’t met who stop by here, and I’ll try to have something pretty for you to look at next time. It probaby won’t be handmade, but husband assures me that that’s okay since my biggest project is still incubating.


4 thoughts on “Incubating.

  1. snag those nature’s plus prenatals. they have more vitamin b than you can shake a stick at (like 12,000% dv). and 275% dv of iron. they make me a druggie. i have to take them when i’m not pregnant or else i would just hang out on facebook all day. :)

  2. Welcome back to the blog-osphere :-) I totally get you on the thrift store finds…or rather lack of…we just seem to have overpriced junk.
    Glad you’re feeling a bit better…hope it’s a trend that continues.

  3. Hope you are back soon!I know what you mean about things not being how you want them.We lived make do for so many years.Things will get better honestly. x

  4. I know the incubating phase all too well. I think I always hit a low point around the end of trimester one where I actually feel depressed b/c everything that thrilled me in the areas of food, crafting, socializing, sound tedious and exhausting. It all comes back little by little and I hope and pray that is soon than later for you. :)

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