Well I’m playing catch-up again but that seems to be stemming from my lack of coherent brain cells at the moment.
I’m pretty sure my little man stole all my brain cells- I’m only now starting to get them back. It only took three months…🤣
I’m trying to get all caught up on here, my poetry account, get Pennington Books off the ground, and share some photos but between my history classes *just finished*and Hunter I just want to sleep, eat, or shower when I do have a moment. Now, I’m back at work and still working on getting stuff done! At least Hunter is going down and sleeping *most* of the night so I can plug away at all my hobbies!
But let’s back track to September!
It was a lovely month, the leaves were changing, I was the size of a beached whale, and sleep was alluding me.
It always alludes me.*
*(Hehe I’m writing this now because sleep has vacated the building due to my rash from hell. More on that in a later post).
But this was different-between the size of my belly and Hunter doubling has a furnace- comfort was no longer a part of my vocabulary. Everyone thought I was having twins at this point…
Week 38 and 39 both seemed to last forever.
The nursery is ready though!
Keep wandering,
BJ
P.S. I finally delivered.
The Wannabe Backpacker 