An honest explanation…

Over the past month (or so), I’ve been given a reality check: pregnancy is hard work. If you are one of those young marrieds with no kids yet, don’t scoff. If you’re a guy, I don’t even want to see a roll of the eyes, let alone a snide remark. Yes, pregnancy is a beautiful and natural thing that God has created and is wonderful, yada, yada, yada. But the last month hits you like a train. It hurts. It’s uncomfortable. And it’s a massive waiting game that only gets worse with each kick to the bladder. Currently my precious baby boy is sitting on my sciatica leaving me with searing pain in my butt and down my right leg. It’s awesome.

This of course isn’t exactly news to me as this is my third baby, but there are wonderful hormones that are released after birth that help you forget all of this wonder leading up to holding your precious newborn.

The other (and actually relevant) reality check is that making the time to write when all you want to do is curl up on your bed with 50,000 pillows and sleep is a challenge. Then you add in the fall and winter holiday madness and you end up with what has happened here: a full month of no blog posts and (honestly) no writing time what-so-ever (it’s probably a good thing I don’t have an agent yet because they would have been hounding me like crazy over that fact). But because I do cherish my few followers, so I do need to apologize. I’ve mentally written several awesome blogs–not that you can really benefit from those, but the thought was there. I’ve also brainstormed several great speaking points, but again, nothing tangible that is being offered.

So simply, I’m sorry. I probably will remain random for the next month or so as well. But I promise you, as soon as I’ve reestablished a schedule of any sort (after the birth of my son in a few weeks), I will be back and ready to take on regular blog posts and (what I’m even more excited about) get back into finishing my second book for you. As I complete that, I’ll keep you apprised of my journey into the wonderful and terrifying world of “finding an agent.”

Until then, much love to you all.

Becca

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