November 3, 2006 | about me
Okay, how come I get exhausted by having lunch in a restaurant? Or doing the dishes? Or taking a bath???
This is most disconcerting.
Have actually written a little bit (a very little bit) but my brain has slowly started to gravitate towards Book rather than purely Baby, at least for five minutes or so an hour. Maybe I’ll get the first scene down by this weekend.
Michelle says:
I guess I shouldn’t tell you about the part that comes AFTER the baby, huh? Your days of sleeping in are over, chicky.
And it’s worth every minute to have that little snuggle-bug on your chest. Elvis will be here before you know it!