I Need An Inspirational Mixed Tape

or a cd. either is fine. i don't think i have the means to play a tape... what a sad realization... let's stick with cd.

the mix needs to be filled with songs about how you can't get out of bed because you're so nauseated and yet hungry, exhausted yet restless, and how you are about to cry because you can't think of what to make your son to eat because all of the smells in the world make you turn green.

go.

i've been poor about posting, and this post won't be very satisfying. no pictures, no recipes. maybe not even food...

truth be told, this pregnancy is actually MUCH easier than the first. it's not the pregnancy that's really bringing me down-- it's the life i have during this pregnancy. i'm chasing around the most adorable 1 year old ever. i don't want to miss a moment of his cuteness and my husband is gone most of the day, so i find myself overwhelmed with domestic duties. don't get me wrong, the pregnancy is playing a role is this. my energy wears out by about noon. there's only so much you can do before noon hits, and i prefer to not spend my mornings doing ALL of the things on my chore hit list. i still want to dance with my son and try out some new foods (homemade english muffins, anyone?), catch up with friends on my social networking site, you know, all that stuff that cool, hip, young people do.

but i'm not hip. or young. i requested a mixed tape. i spend my time in my bed with husband watching late night talk shows and giggling at subtle stabs directed toward vague d-list celebrities that i still remember and think of as demi-gods.i spend my free time trading recipes with friends, reading, and knitting.

i eat cottage cheese.

and you know what? i love it. i wish i had turned 90 YEARS ago. i enjoy knowing that i can't seem to force myself out of bed NOT because i drank myself into a stupor last night while mindlessly flirting with someone that i will later find out was in fact my friend's mom who came to pick us up, but because i am cultivating a human. i like being responsible. i like that i worry that my house will be invaded by police for negligent parenting when i haven't mopped the floors in 3 or 4 days.

i like being old.

and i like mixed tapes.