It's not that I'm sick anymore. I'm not. I'm just lazy. I just don't care. STOP! Don't say such things Kimberellie! Of course you care! You LOVE us! And yes, I suppose I do. But also, I'm like: "meh...whatevs, I'll post lata peeps" (because I talk like that in real life).
I think it's a pregnancy symptom: the not caring, that is. I was this way with my son. You know how there's that voice in your head that cares if you: let people down/don't fulfill obligations/don't do anything constructive in a day/etc? Well, I don't have it anymore. It's gone. POOF. Seriously, I am getting my husband to buy me the new Sims (one of only two video games I actually like) so that I can just play video games the entire time my son naps. And will I feel guilty about this? Noooo.
But non-pregnant Kimberellie would. Non-pregnant Kimberellie is constructive. She gets stuff done. She blogs. She cares if she hurts your feelings. Pregnant Kimberellie only cares about these four things (and in this order):
1. Her son.
4. Her husband.
Yes. I have become entirely family and self focused. And I swear it is hormonal. Because I am NOT like this. I am annoying. I annoy myself when I am not productive. I scold myself when I think I have said something that *might* have offended someone I know. I have that annoying inner monologue that tells me I should be "ahead" of wherever I happen to be.
But not anymore! And I gotta tell you: it's very freeing. It's like being on vacation from yourself. And self, non-pregnant self: I would rather you didn't come back. I would rather spend the rest of my life not getting anything productive done and playing video games.
But alas. It is not to be. I will most certainly go back to being my productive and useful/helpful self. But that's okay. Because when that happens I will (hopefully) have the time and energy to be the me I was, again. For now I am happy to be the slacker me I currently am. It's nice. It's my favourite pregnancy symptom. I can't imagine how tired I would be if I wasn't like this, if I had the same drive/ambition/sense of obligation to others, that I usually have.
So uh, if I'm a slacker getting back to emails, comments, telephone calls, etcetera, I'm sorry. But also I'm temporarily insane; and the guilty centers of my brain are currently not functioning. So don't expect too much from me. Because it just ain't happin yo.
outfit total: $79
shirt, winners: $3
cardigan, winners: $3
skirt, jacob: $20
white tights, thrifted new: $1
red tights: $6
shoes, naturalizer: $30
scarf, gap: 16
bump: a lot more work than you would think