Sometimes I think pregnancy has stolen my muse. I am 11 weeks in and so very tired that there is little I want to do that requires more than on optic nerve. Watching Harry Potter or other things on Netflix, keeping up with the news here in #Ferguson. I have tried painting, tried drawing (get distracted), tried bicycling (bonk in 10 minutes), tried cooking (ugh – really? Eat that?) and, yes, tried writing (such a heavy pen).
I know it’s not nearly as bad for me as other women I know, and some days are better than others. I also have hope that it will get better in the next trimester, but the past several weeks have been a struggle.
I took three naps yesterday, two of them in the car (not while I was driving, obvs).
You know what I really miss? Sushi.
I didn’t expect to miss this so much, but the soft rice and the fish, tangy and creamy sauces – and sake! My OB advised me to not even get vegetable rolls because they’re prepared on the same surface as the raw fish, or something like that.
So I think I’ll have to learn how to make them myself. Any tips or suggestions, workpressers?
2 thoughts on “Stolen Muse”
Aw. Don’t worry. It does get easier in the second trimester. I slept through the first and the third, but that’s what your body needs to do. Artistic expression may have to wait.
Aw, thank you! Yeah, sleeping through great lengths of time sounds heavenly. 🙂