Seriously, Kristy and Co. would just cream their panties over this news. I’ve got a bun in the oven! In polite terms, I’m ‘with child’, but when the hell have I ever been polite?
That’s great and all, Nikki, but lets focus on what really matters here. Clearly, the most important question is this: Come February 2011 when the little crying, fussing, nipple biting, poop machine bursts forth from your loins, what is going to happen to the blog?
Well, my pretties, the truth is that I have no idea. Obviously (to those of us who already have kids) the first month or two I’ll be in what is truthfully referred to as “survival mode.” So posting will be one of the last things on my mind.
That said, this blog has been a great way for me to escape the madness of real life, so I don’t plan on letting the blog go altogether. Because having a four year old and a newborn will be a new definition of madness in my life. I’m going to need you guys. Have I ever told you how much I love every single one of you? No? Well, let the hormonal pregnant woman tell you that right now with a tear in her eye. I love you all and I’d be so sad to abandon this little group altogether. I’ll probably line up a few guest bloggers. But the point is, starting in late February, you might just have to get used to very infrequent postings (to say nothing of fewer comments on your own blogs). So enjoy them while you can.
(And not that you want excuses, but you know. The reason I’ve sucked at reading and blogging more the last month is because I’ve been feeling nauseous and tired. The first trimester hits me hard in terms of exhaustion. Reading? No thanks, I’ll just take a nap.)
Anyway, I can’t get enough of saying this. I. Am. Pregnant.
**New book post, Double Trouble, up in the next couple days. Pinkie swear.