Pooped

I thought I was supposed to get my energy back in the second trimester? So far, so such luck. I am pooped! I think this is the first time in my life I've really S-L-O-W-E-D down. Of course my mind is still racing with everythign I need to do before Baby B gets here -- but other than that, I've been forced to bring everything else down a notch or two. It's actually kind of nice to know I am carrying out a much larger purpose -- bringing a beautiful human life into the world -- than the more mundane things I used to get whipped up about. On the radio the other day, they played a parody song that sang, "Prgenant Women are Smug". It was all about how once women become pregnant, other things don't matter as much. I hate to admit it, but its kind of true. Am I smug? Maybe. But I feel blessed to have such a miracle growing inside me. And if it means slowing down to rest and create the healthiest baby possible, then that's jsut what I am going to do.