Finally...motivation!

I have spent the last few weeks in a bit of a slump. I'm close to my due date, and the thought of how much still needs to get done was feeling a bit overwhelming. Luckily, the last few days I've finally started to accomplish things again! The new baby's room is painted and carpeted, the furniture is ordered and we have a name picked out finally. My husband, Bill, is working on making a vegetable garden and making good progress with that, and I wrote four articles for Suite 101 just this morning! I now have 38 articles up, and am determined to hit fifty by the time this baby is born. :) I've also fallen behind on some of my other writing, but at least this is one area where there has been progress!

Working at home with a sick child...

I love working at home. I have done it for years in several different capacities, now focusing on working as a freelance writer for Suite 101 and Demand Studios. I am not good at going out to work, although for many years I did it anyway. A girl's gotta make money, right? But I hated being on someone elses schedule, I hated having to dress a certain way for different jobs and have bosses looking over my shoulder. In reality, they probably weren't, but that's how I felt.

So working from home has been awesome for me. I make my own hours, have flexibility with my schedule, and can stay home with my son while still making an income of my own. Usually, this all works out great.

Not the last few days. My poor baby has an ear infection, and at almost twenty months old, he is still at an age when he wants to be constantly held when he doesn't feel good. I'm glad I can be here for him when he needs me, but at the same time, nothing has gotten done in the last few days. Not the laundry or the dishes, and certainly not any writing. With my second son due to arrive in the next three or four weeks, I was hoping to get in a bunch of stuff workwise now before the chaos of a newborn sets in, but it's not looking good. Oh well. I just keep telling myself that one day I will miss these days when I am the center of Logan's world...

Up all night...

The last six weeks or so have been ridiculous sleep wise. I'm almost eight and a half months pregnant, and it feels like a long time since I had a solid night's sleep. In the year and a half since I had Logan, I seem to have blocked out the misery of late pregnancy. So I'm up... again. This time, with the unpleasant twist of a sick toddler in the next room. Spiked a fever before bed, dosed with Tylenol and is now sleeping. But I can't sleep because I want to listen to him on the monitor all night and make sure he's okay. What can I say? He's my first, and I'm a worrier. looks like tommorow is going to be a long day..

Can't. Stop. Knitting.

It's a warm and beautiful Saturday in New Jersey. I should be writing an article, getting the new baby's room ready, but instead, I'm sitting out on the deck knitting. Fingerless gloves again. I discovered this pattern last Sunday, "Toasty," by Leslie Friend, and I've been obsessed with it ever since. How obsessed? I'm working on my fourth pair this week. Gloves may seem like an odd choice for seventy degree weather, but I know the cold will come again. And when it does, I, and everyone I know, will have warm and toasty hands.