yes, I'm a slacker. no, I don't care.

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.
2. Eating.
3. Sleeping.
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

heart: Kimberellie