Becoming a mom and other stuff

I'll be giving birth in 5 weeks and I'm incredibly  nervous about it. My life has changed so much over the past year I haven't had a chance to catch my breath. And now this. This is my first time admitting it on social media. I'm pregnant. I'm having a little boy. He'll be here next month. I hope I'll be a good mom. I know so little about it. I've been told that it'll come naturally. We'll see. I have a lot to give. But have never had to give it in this capacity.

I got married earlier this year, and while I'm still trying to understand what this marriage thing is all about. So much for my editor and writer musings I suppose. I've been so consumed with everything else. But one good thing is that my little brain is constantly observing the interesting things of my world.

I live mere minutes from the decision makers who are battling over who will win the government shutdown (yes, one side will "win" and the other will "lose"); the scene of the Navy Yard shootings that made headlines about two weeks ago; the woman who drove from Connecticut to DC and due to her bizarre actions lost her life; and most recently the poor man who set himself on fire on the National Mall and later succumbed to his injuries. This past month has been very emotionally trying in this area.

I feel very fortunate that, despite all the anxiety I've been feeling, I'm in a good place and I have a lot to look forward to. With so much going on in the world, I'm just happy to have my sanity (though it wanes a bit) to guide me through. I'm happy to have love. I'm happy to have a job where I feel somewhat needed. And I'm happy that I can look back on some rough times I've had the past few years and am now embarking on a journey I never imagined.

I'll be back with updates.

Back from the dead

So I visited this blog of mine and wasn't shocked to discover that my last post was almost a year ago. I know I've been ignoring my little musings headquarters. And the longer I went, the more bad I felt about the absence and the more overwhelmed I felt to make up for it. But I can't make up for it.

I can only pick up my virtual pen and start up again.

I've had plenty of musings this past year, most of which I've shared via email with friends or kept to myself, or jotted down in my various journals strewn from room to room.

Time just got away from me, and my creativity became imprisoned by life's other pressing issues and my unwillingness to wage a courageous battle against the many gremlins that kept me from my craft.

And somehow in the middle of all that, I met a great guy and got married! I'm still a little surprised by that one. (And if you care to go back and read about my stagnant love life, you'll see why....boy did I have a tough time.) But yep, I have a husband now and have been busy adjusting to the new role. I should cut myself some slack as I've only been wed about 4 months now. So far I would say marriage is a lot like I imagine "shacking up" to be. Except there's legal documents binding us together. His name is Dimitri and we're just starting a very long journey together.

I also have a new job, same place but a different office. I'm a communications advisor, which is the direction I've been wanting to head into for a long time now. I'm also the editor of the employee newsletter.  Yay for me! You should see me, interviewing, arranging photo shoots, creating issue lineups and trying to keep my coworkers informed and entertained as best I can. This is what I've been wanting. I hope to excel as I face new challenges (and I mean challenges!) and prove my worth amongst a very talented group of people.