also, today my pants are extraordinarily tight. this does not make me happy. it makes me uncomfortable and grumpy.
I blogged a lot in
And all I wanted to do was blog about it.
But I didn't.
I wanted to give you the whole story. I wanted to tell you about the second I found out that shit was gonna change. I wanted so much to tell my story, from beginning to end, without worrying about time. I didn't want to follow these "rules" of waiting until it was safe or advisable because I don't believe life should have rules. Life is spontaneous and unpredictable. And I'm OK with that.
But even with all my wants, I couldn't write about it. I didn't have the words. And even now, if you can't plainly see, I'm still struggling to come up with them.
So, the best I can do is start with this.
Because maybe as I didn't believe it until I saw it, you might not know what I'm babbling on about.
This was at 8 weeks and on Friday, I'll have completed 12 weeks of this...this...game-changer.