OK, I am lame.

I'm coming to terms with my lameness. Really, I am.

It's been ages, eons, weeks since I've blogged even a bit of something here. It's pathetic really. I have no excuses.

Except for the fact that I have been wracked with nausea for the past 5 1/2 months. Really, the easiest of tasks has become an utter challenge in this new world of pregnancy. I have forgotten to return phone calls to friends, I'm terrible now at returning phone calls, and I suddenly never know what day of the week it is. I've heard it called Baby Brain Rot, but I just call it awful.

So the only thing I've been good at lately is scoring major baby-related items on craigslist.com. Seriously, it's like a totally neurotic thing I have going now...it's the only thing that quells the nausea. Finding gently used baby stuff there has become my newest passion (obsession). I've found a jogger stroller, a breast pump and a dresser/changer. I've bargained with the seller on each purchase, and we've done mighty well for ourselves in outfitting the baby's nursery.

I have this funky game going with myself: whenever we find something for cheaper on craigslist.com than we would if we'd bought it brand-new, full price...I actually put the difference aside so we can set it into our kid's 529 college savings plan. Am I a dork or what?

So yes, it appears that I am both lame and dorky. What a winning combo!