So Here's the Story

Early summer, I became stricken with morning sickness. But it was late evening/early night sickness as I'm apparently prone to that type. And then suddenly reading blogs, writing my blog, and even reading books were making me nauseous. (I did manage to read The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger but when I saw it in the used bookstore the other day, post post morning sickness, it still gave me that icky feeling, even though I liked the book itself. Last time it was Bounce dryer sheets and snow outside that made me feel icky long after morning sickness. I've even heard of a woman who couldn't look at the color green even after her kids were teenagers.) So I started turning into my husband: drinking lots of orange juice, lying on the couch watching movies I've seen a million times like Top Gun and The Fugitive, craving Arby's roast beef sandwiches, and reading nothing more weighty than Oprah magazine. And so, among other reasons, I quit my blog. But now, yes, I'm about 20 weeks pregnant and feeling like myself again. I love the journal-ishness of blogging so I'm back. I hope my old friends will have me.