As pregnancy progresses, my writing is becoming foggy, my paintings more torrid, my age more prominent.
The two questions that remain unanswered and pumped with adrenaline are these:
What kind of mother will I be?
and
What kind of writer will I become?
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Your posts remind me of my used-to-be-pregnant friend.
ReplyDeletewww.undercovermother.net
If you look at her August and some Sept posts, you can see how she coped. :)
I remember those days. The best I can offer is hope that it gets better and then you think, "wow! i feel great!"
There's value in the cloudy brain as it shows how great it is to be uncluttered. I know. Lame.