Out of the Fog

Okay, here is yet another sickeningly optimistic post. I realize that it’s hard to read these types of things when you’re not having a good day. I understand, because I’ve been there. But, honestly, I can’t believe how good the last few weeks have been. I feel like my life has been restored to me. December, January, and the first part of February were, frankly, miserable. I’d always imagined how awful it would be to be first-trimester pregnant with a toddler. Unfortunately, it was just as bad as I thought it would be and probably worse.

I’ve been feeling so awful, with absolutely no energy, until just a few weeks ago. With renewed energy, I have suddenly felt like going out and doing things (even if it means driving Kevin downtown to work so I can have the car), visiting with friends, taking on new projects, planning things, etc. It’s amazing what a difference a little energy makes.

Yesterday I had a good visit with a close friend and her three kids. We let the kids run around like crazy and play with toys, and then we took them to McDonalds—of course, the ultimate treat for a kid.

Today I had an acquaintance—someone I hardly know—over for tea and scones. I was a little apprehensive about what we would talk about since we don’t have very much in common (yes, even us extraverts fear conversation at times). :-) We don’t share faith, common backgrounds, personalities, or pretty much anything really. Surprisingly, it ended up being a wonderful time of conversation and I look forward to our next get-together.

All I can say is … Praise God that first-trimesters aren’t forever.