Confessions...

So as always I wanted to start off with a picture... but in all honesty I'm too tired physically and emotionally drained to even bother. So here are some confessions.

A little while ago my husband and I found out that we were expecting our first. So excited! So emotional. (me mostly.) Which is also why I can't concentrate on my writing. I feel like I dropped down a hundred notches in the brain cells department and I find myself only getting frustrated and irritated. Did anyone else ever feel like this? And how the heck do I get over it? Any suggestions and secrets would be much appreciate because although I've accepted it... it upsets me that I can't concentrate long enough.

Clearly knowing that my mom was not just pulling an April fools on us kills me the most... because it turns out that they did buy a house in Alberta. Which, in all honesty makes me happy if it turns out to make them happy, but I'm sooooooo crushed that although my mom told me that they weren't thinking about moving until October/November (after the baby's due.) Turns out the house they bought will be theirs in August so they'll probably end up leaving then or earlier. :(

This is the last (hopefully) I'll talk about this house/ Alberta thing because it's just too depressing, and I promise to work on some happy posts for the next little while. For you poor guys who actually read my ramblings and for me because my wonderful sister - nurse Jenny - informs me that it's bad for the baby. :)

On a happy note... Wylie... the cover of your book looks amazing! And I can't wait to read it. If you haven't already checked it out do it! What are you waiting for?