Thursday, April 7, 2011


I have taken way too many physics classes in my life, one of the dangers of becoming an engineer. (Although it does allow to me get all the science jokes on BigB.angTh.eory which D.G. and I love and never features babies because most nerds can barely speak to girls, let alone get close to a girl enough to get one pregnant.) I understand that once a body comes to rest, it takes force to get it moving again. Well, I have definitely come to rest. I don't want to do anything, deal with anything, think about anything. I would be perfectly content to just take up residence in my bedroom with my laptop and the TV for company. Forget about working out 4 times a week they way I was before the fake pregnancy. Forget about trying to reach out to people who I haven't been able to talk to for the last 6 months. (Good thing I got my haircut and went to the dentist before I lost all forward momentum because they were necessary even if I was miserable during both of them.) I don't want to put away the luminaries we made for Reid's birthday. I don't want to look at the cards we did receive or think about the ones we didn't get. Ugh, I don't even want to think about how much force it's going to take to get me moving again.


Merry said...

Luckily for you, a small dragon will shortly be arriving who has a special skill when it comes to getting you going. It's not obvious t look at him, but if you don't get out of bed, he breathes fire on you.

Missy said...

I second all of this especially the BBT. It's all so exhausting and tv is such a lovely escape when there are no babies. I'm thinking of you and sending love your way mama~

Anonymous said...

It is all so much effort isn't it Ugh.. thinking of you mamma.