I've lost my mojo. It's difficult to find time to write. My brain has been on overload. I can't focus.
Okay. My dad died 4 weeks ago today. Suddenly, yet not terribly surprisingly. My insurance has been a hot mess, missing W2, rib pain from baby boy with his butt in my ribcage (just like P was, only Finn has it going on much earlier), Hubby and I are not doing well because of money and lack of space, we are going to move because my settlement came in...
Point being, there is a lot going on and I sleep whenever I can because pregnancy nightmares are in full swing. I just wish I could get my mojo back.
It looks like I will be spending much of the next month helping Hubby find a job, purging, packing...wow...
In pregnancy land, I hit 24 weeks this week. Viability! I was excited. P turned 23 months old this week. Blargh. How is that even possible? He will be 2. TWO. I'm not ready to admit that.
I am going to try to post more regularly, after P falls asleep but before I do - a very small window.
I will leave you with pics of P and Finn the other day.
|A little blurry, but that's because if I use the flash he squints. He calls|
that teddy "bady" and he wrapped them up together to snuggle.
|Finn at 24w gestation. I don't think so far that he looks anything like|
P. But he is active like P was!