Still here, but pregnant, so my mind is on my baby and not on blogging. I can't sit in front of my computer screen in silence because I get distracted wondering if that far away little sound could possibly be my baby's heart beat and not mine. I can't come up with creative responses to writing challenges because my breasts are so big right now that when I sit down to try I just end up feeling myself up instead - or my husband comes up behind me and beats me to it. I can't work up a very steady writing momentum because my belly starts itching like crazy just as I'm furiously typing out the best part and I have to jump up and apply cocoa butter all over my torso to ward off the stretch marks. And I can't spontaneously write drunken incoherent posts about drunken incoherent thoughts because my baby isn't old enough to get drunk yet.
But, I made it through this post with relative ease! So maybe I'll be able to do this more and more over the next few weeks and eventually get back into a blogging groove - meaning: maybe I'll eventually get the hang of doing it sober :)