I wish I could tell you that it is the result of an intentional move to keep my life more private. Or a decision to spend more time participating in constructive activities with little P. Or a million other morally upright and justifiable rationales.
Don't get me wrong: things have been good. Life keeps chugging along. Jesse amazes me with his hard work. Pen astounds (and at times frightens) me with her new skills, knowledge and talents.
But at the same time, things have just been a wee bit pathetic. The blog has been silent because I assumed no one would want to hear the thrilling tales of what episode of Friends I watched on syndicated television. Or maybe you don't want to know that I woke up from an unplanned, hour-long nap to find Pen marching around the house with Jesse's swimming suit on her head. Or perhaps I am just not proud to admit how many times my husband makes dinner, bathes the baby and puts her to bed because I just can't get off the couch. Did you really want to know about my latest vitamin regimen? I didn't think so.
But you see, it isn't so lame. I am just growing a new baby. And as my awesome husband is quick to remind me, "it takes a lot of energy to jumpstart a human life." So don't give up on me. We will make it through yet another blogging slump. Even if it takes until my due date in early May to get there...
(how we told the family à la Conan's "if they mated.")
