So: Had our Doctor's appointment yesterday and it went pretty well... I weighed in at 191 so up 4lbs in two weeks - not great but not horrible either and completely blamed on my absolute NEED for english muffins with strawberry jam... So that puts me at a total weight gain of 56 pounds. Better than the 75 I gained with my first pregnancy but SO not that great... My father-in-law and I are going to start walking as soon as my incision is healed (he's got some poundage to lose too). But - we're looking at a having a healthy baby boy so, as long as my blood pressure doesn't skyrocket, as long as I don't have another 12 pound jump, so long as I keep trying to stay on track, we should be good. From the look of the sonogram (and the stretching of my belly when he stretches...) this one is going to be as tall and as heavy as his brother was... my first was 24 1/4 inches tall and 9 pounds 8 ounces when he was born... My husband is 6'5" or so and 190 ish? (good lord I weigh more than him!!)... while under normal circumstances - I am 5'6 and 135. I am going to be dwarfed by my boys... at least I know that once they hit 14 or so, I'll never have to lift anything heavy for as long as I live. There is a bright side.
In other news: Sent out a whole slew of things today... it's like I can't resist. I didn't send anything anywhere for 5 years but I never stopped writing and now, I'm rewriting it all, polishing it up making it better (and I think I'm doing a decent job with that), and I just can't let it sit on my harddrive... I HAVE to send it out. There are times when it feels like I'm blanketing the market with my work but I'm sending things to such varied markets that I don't fear really overdoing it - my range runs from the women's magazines to fantasy magazines to horror anthologies... There are some related pubs of course - my preference is always for the speculative but I am starting to polish up my parenting essays and my bits and pieces about my mom and my grandmother. I seem to be having really excellent results with my nonfiction so, I am trying to expand my abilities there. Maybe if I can start making a living with the nonfiction, I can play with the fiction without worrying so much about trying to help out with expenses... I know I have several years ahead of me before I get where I want to be. I'm not really concerned with a timeline just yet. I know I'd like to help out at home - especially now that we'll have two kids. But, the more I write, the better I get at the process. I know I have good stories to tell - that is one thing I have NO doubt about. But, I also know I've gotten better at *telling* the stories over the last ten years so - imagine what it will be like ten years from now. If I can't make regular sales by then - MAYBE it's time to look into something else but, for now - I'm content with my puttering and my rewriting and my submitting and my rejections and my nonfiction... So - as long as that holds, what can I be but happy?
~S
Posted by Shade53 at June 21, 2006 04:12 PM