I am still alive.

Hello, my chickadees. I realize it has been a fortnight since my last posting, but I have been a very busy Hildy indeed. Do forgive me for my inattentions. I’m back, baby!

I have sold my home to a very large Indian family and have moved into someone else’s house, which has been more than a minute adjustment, to say the least. All of my worldly possessions are crammed into storage, and I am trying to cope with being in someone’s else’s space, surrounded by someone else’s belongings, all the damn time. I still haven’t quite located my equilibrium. However, the rent is a lot cheaper this way so I’ll make do. :)

The whole pregnancy thing does not help matters! Suddenly you don’t look, act, or feel like yourself. All the comfort foods you used to call home no longer want anything to do with you. Your clothes don’t fit anymore. Everybody has a comment about your appearance, one way or the other (I find the women have been much more gracious than the men). Everything is all topsy-turvy! It’s been a pretty crazy ride thus far.

Everybody asks me if I have picked out a name yet. I have no intention of letting that cat out of the bag ANYTIME soon, so I tell them ‘no.’ Which then immediately turns into a diatribe about names THEY like. Guaranteed. I now know what every last individual in my office building intends to name the children they have no actual intentions of having. You think I’m kidding.

No, but seriously, it’s interesting being pregnant because everybody wants to know how you are ‘feeling,’ ALL THE TIME. I’m not complaining or anything, it’s nice to be asked. I just think it’s funny. Ordinarily, most people could care less how you feel from one day to the next, but you get a bun in the oven and suddenly it’s all they can think about when they see you! It amuses me.

I will try to be more vigilant about posting from here on out, I have just been all over the map lately and I’m still trying to get a grip on which end is up and which is down.

And dammit, I’m going to get back to eating chocolate if it’s the last thing I do. I haven’t been able to eat it in months and months. If you had asked me a year ago if I thought THAT was possible, I would have scoffed in your face!

My how things change.....