So. . . I’m pregnant. My husband and I are both very happy about this, though it is interfering with my Blood Red Shoes edits to a remarkable degree. No coffee, no alcohol, no Ritalin–writing without drugs is harder than I imagined. But I still plan to finish in the next couple of months, as having a baby around will probably make writing even harder than living without drugs.
There’s so much more I ought to say, but I need a snack and a nap before I get back to writing. Sigh.
we must have baby bump photos… the kind where you take a picture once a week holding up a little card with the number on it….
you know the kind? you satnd sideways so we see the belly but then you look at the camera. just a suggestion 