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Well. I'm pregnant.

And I can't decide how I feel about it. Sometimes I'm really happy, sometimes I'm nervous, sometimes I'm just plain old exhausted. I don't remember being this worn out with the dajamou, but as I keep being reminded, I'm older and more out of shape now. I seem to have some kind of reticence about telling people, too. So far the dajadaddy has told almost everyone that knows. It's weird.

Also? We got an exercise bike. A pretty sweet one, actually. I'm trying to get myself eased into the whole exercise thing, with just a few minutes at a time. I'm not in a rush. Any exercise at all is an improvement for me now.

I'd like to think that my internal focus (read: almost complete lack of social interaction) lately has been a result of the pregnancy and is a good and natural thing. Growing a baby is an amazing thing, and I'm just floating in a cloud of contentment and hormones and the mystery that is life, right?

Right?