Where is my Writing Mojo?!

I can’t count the number of times I’ve sat down with my laptop to do some writing and come up short. For most people, they find being pregnant a very creative time. But so far in all 3 pregnancies, it’s a drought.

I’m just going to be honest about it & why I feel it’s that way.

Usually, I’m depressed right through my pregnancy. My anxiety is raging and I have an almighty urge to run away. This time, I haven’t suffered with depression (even my Winter variety ... touch wood)

I find pregnancy hardwork not just on my body (my conditions go a bit crazy except RA, it’s chilled right down yay!) but on my mind. I worry about everything even more than I usually do.

People say, pregnancy suits me which on the surface it does, but I do not feel as good as I look.

I deal with it all by prepping and planning & researching things. I set goals to help me see that I am progressing and doing so well. My health professionals are so supportive and they also help me see I’m doing well. My family especially my hubby help when I cry because I’m frustrated.

I try and bond with my baby and she is a huge motivator. My job is to do all I can to bring her safely earth-side.

With all this going on, no wonder I can’t write! Although, ironically this is the longest spiel I’ve done in a while! I will copy it over to my very neglected blog!

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