a note from zombieland

I feel like a COMPLETE zombie this week. Is this how it's going to be for the next 10 weeks? I hope not. It's more than exhaustion though, and that's what is killing me. My brain has just shut off…out to lunch….or maybe longer. I've read it's normal and part of the end of pregnancy, but damn! I find myself just sitting and staring off into space, not even realizing it's happening until a good hour or two has rolled by. Breakfast has turned into lunch and I can't quite recall what's happened in between. I mentioned in my last post that I really have no idea what I'm saying/writing as I'm saying/writing it these days and it's the truth. That is why I've (sadly) shied away from blogging this week. I sit here every morning, gazing at the blank screen, half forgetting what to do with a blank screen and computer keyboard. I do this for awhile until I realize it's just not happening. All of my body's resources are currently being rerouted to my uterus and the growing human being there. This last part of pregnancy is all about her brain growth—it's supposed to almost triple in size from now until she's born. And she seems quite happy about it. I can sense her happiness in the way she moves. The way I move is sluggish and involves a lot of grunting and sighing. Not that I'm complaining….I guess I'm just trying to figure out how to exist and be semi-productive without the use of my brain. Is that what motherhood is?