Well now...it has been VERY difficult to not post on my blog for the past three months, which I purposely did just in case I was tempted to spill the beans.
The second week in January, after being relaxed and getting back into the work-groove from our fabulous Christmas Cruise, my husband and I had a life-altering moment. A lot of women know this moment, it's the "pee on a stick and run out of the room for 3 minutes" moment.
Realizing I was late (thanks to my handy-dandy period tracker app - yes, they pretty much have an app for everything!), I thought "oh, my schedule was screwed up when we came back from Egypt too, so that's it"...after the "you are 7 days late" app notification I thought "hmmm..maybe I'm going through early menopause - I am the right age".
After the "you are 10 days late" app notification, I knew I had to pee on a stick. Then check it with a clinic. Then double check it with my doctor. Yes, I verified it many times, seeing as I haven't been able to get pregnant in 21 years - yeah - bit of a shocker. So yes, my husband and I will be welcoming a child into our lives in September. I'm terrified, but I'll get over it.
(am I going to hell because I find this hilarious?)
So, for the past 3 months I have done absolutely no writing as frankly, I was exhausted and tired and sleeping a lot. Apparently, that's normal, even though I felt like the worlds laziest tit.
Hmmm...(stepping on soap box) I would like it noted I really really dislike that doctors kept making me feel terrified because I'm "HIGH RISK"...yes, I'm 41...big deal. I'm also a belly dancer and in better physical shape than many people much younger than me. <sticking tongue out>
On the plus side, now that we have FINALLY been able to blab the news as we are past the 12-week mark, and got a "thumbs up" on the tests I had to go through, I feel a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders, and I began writing again during my lunch hours. A few times the thought of "are pregnant women allowed to write naughty romance novels?" goes through my head, but I kill it with coffee and a truffle or two.
(cross your fingers our cat, Otaa, feels protective too)
I have a lot to prepare for before September, but we have a fantastic support network of friends and family behind us, so I know everything will be okay. I have also stuck a deadline in my head now to complete my current manuscript, as I won't be having a lot of time for the first while in September - so I best get off my ass and continue writing.