I have so many thoughts*. Who am I kidding, I always do, but now, whoa.
And they’re all scattered all over the place.
So please bear with me as I sort them all out.
It’s a funny thing, this being pregnant. I don’t only want to write about being pregnant; I have always skipped over pregnancy and motherhood posts, because that wasn’t my life and honestly, I wasn’t that interested in most cases. Funny thing though, I AM PREGNANT. So…I’m going to need to write about it.
One day I wasn’t, the next I was. That’s the thing about life: you never know exactly what’s coming next. All the planning, work, resolutions, struggle, decisions, and poof, they’re gone in the wake of something bigger.
I didn’t want to be a mother. But first, I did.
Now, I’ve come back around to the idea, although it is in conflict with everything I recently thought about myself, who I thought I was, and how I saw my future.
See? Life is just like personal style, it’s changing all the time 🙂
It seems to me, life is best enjoyed by embracing, but also letting go. And by being flexible. VERY FLEXIBLE.
*I’m not sure, but Elizabeth Holmes might have trademarked “so many thoughts” and I don’t mean to use that or infringe upon that in any way. It’s just such an appropriate phrase right now…