Back. Again.
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No, really. I didn’t actually mean to abandon this blog. I never actually do, but these pesky life-type things come up and my words dry up and before I know it it’s been a year or some such ridiculous time. I’d apologise, but I have one pretty lame and one pretty awesome excuse this time…
The pretty lame – and not well out-of-date – excuse is the amount of writing I was doing elsewhere. Most of it was pretty short-form and newsy, and only tangentially related to the kind of stuff I want to be writing about, but it did give me a little bit of discipline that blogging for yourself doesn’t. It was writing for an audience bigger than just me – and I enjoyed it a lot, but it did tend to use up a lot of energy I used to put into writing here, especially when combined with my second, and much more awesome excuse…
We’ll call him Flash. He’s four months old and very, very cute. Currently, he’s in his cot by my bed, getting focusing intently on rolling himself off his back and onto his stomach. He’s not quite got there yet – he keeps his legs bent up to his chest, and I’m not sure he realises why that’s a problem – but I think it’s going to happen pretty soon…
I’ve got a few things to say about the whole pregnancy and birth and baby-raising thing, but I’ll get to them in future posts, for fear of this one going on for pages and pages. And also because when I started writing this, the wee’un was asleep, and now he is not, and I doubt he will afford me the luxury of a nice long post today.
Suffice to say that it’s all awesome, but it does take a lot out of you. I almost completely lost my will to write while I was pregnant – along with my will to exercise, and both before I had any inkling that I was. I’m still struggling to get my mojo back in either area, but I figured it couldn’t hurt to give it a shot, right?
And don’t worry – I may have a few baby-related posts in me, but there is no danger of this becoming a mommyblog. I have plently of television to catch you up on, and even the odd soapbox to climb up onto.
But first, I have to go play This Little Piggy for a while…
Oh my goodness, congratulations! On both the awesome writing gig and the awesome sproglet! Looking forward to the occasional poop and vom story