I took my first third trimester nap yesterday. After settling Lauren into bed I was lying there listening to the hum of the dryer and the lack of other sound, I simply couldn’t resist.
Unfortunately, I’m not one of those people lucky enough to feel awesome after a nap, in fact I typically feel worse. Though I know my body is probably thankful for the extra sleep it doesn’t reward me in any obvious way. Maybe I need more practice?
Anyway, I didn’t write yesterday (though I did put the first words down for the story on Sunday night). I seem to have these small bursts of energy in which I tackle housework (or yesterday morning it was a bunch of errands around town, which went surprisingly well!), or baby organization tasks. We now have storage for its clothes and seeing that in the corner of the room makes me feel more prepared. Six and a bit weeks to go folks!
After expending energy, I’m feeling the need to do a whole lot of nothing. Yesterday I napped, then I went to bed early and read last night. I am enjoying these little hibernation moments. I should, I won’t have them for much longer. It doesn’t make for much progress on my writing though. I’m spending plenty of time thinking about the story for this week and the coming ones as well. I can hear Delaney talking to me, I just haven’t sat down to write.
Today, I will. I pushed myself to get a few chores done last night so that I hopefully don’t feel so tired by the time Lauren goes down for her nap, so now I just have to avoid the call of relaxation. I’ve got books I want to read (gee, am up to the last story in in ‘Looking For Jake and other stories’ and China Mieville? He is a genius, he makes me want to push the ideas I have further because wow, he comes up with some stunning ones! Gosh and I thought I could be weird at times. This man knows weird). Oh and the first two discs of Chuck season 2 should be here today as well… see, lots of lovely little guilty pleasures to indulge in.
And I should be writing.
I will be writing. But I’m not going to force myself to sit here for any longer than I actually want to. Apparently the time has come to slow down a little and let my body dictate things. And I’m okay with that.