So I finished the rough a few weeks ago and have been working on the revision. So far, so good. Although I'll have to rewrite at least a third of the book at this point, it'll be a much stronger story in the end for it.

Kids are....well how any kids with special needs are. I'm surviving. Some days by my fingernails. The baby bump is getting bigger daily. My little squirt in there gets more and more active all the time. He's actually sleeping most of the night now which is good since I can sleep when my insides aren't getting pummeled. Demar got to feel the kicks and punches for the first time this week. It's all pretty surreal. I'm not sure, even though my waist has long since disappeared, that I'll really believe it until I'm holding little Aiden in my arms in 3 more months.

So it's been a few days. I'm pretty lax about this whole thing. But in my defense it's been a snarly week or so. My last post I was pregnant. It is not so now. Shortly after posting I miscarried. I do not suggest that for anyone. Srlsy, not fun. So now I'm back with my head and heart hopefully plunking away again. They were stuttery there for a while.

Work is progress on the book. That too faltered but I finally decided that my last chapter ended all wrong so I went back and rewrote it. Not extremely happy with it, but it is better. And hopefully it will allow me to proceed from this point.

I received my signed copy of The Queen's Bastard from mizkat yesterday. I can hear it calling out to me to open it and start but I shall prevail. I'm determined to finish the first draft of my book by the end of the month and I won't if I open that book. She sucks me in every time.

We've got our French student for another two days before he flies home on Friday. He's so looking forward to going home. As he should as he's been in the States for two months now. I don't know that I could send my 16 year old into another country to perfect strangers for months. So we've got to squeeze in a trip to the Museum of Natural History and a trip to the boonies to buy local honey for his dad. AND get a few thousand words written today.

Busy, busy, busy.

OH MY FREAK!!! I'M PREGNANT!!! How the crap did that happen? Well, I know the specifics of how it happened, but seriously WTC? We try for YEARS and dump THOUSANDS of dollars into fertility treatments. I EVEN LET SOMEONE POKE ME WITH NEEDLES FOR MONTHS! And then months after we give up, decide we aren't going to drop one more penny into fertility treatments. I get pregnant on my own. Well, technically there were two of us there but you get the picture. It's funny in a haha, wish we weren't still paying for those treatments. That kind of sucks. But yeah. I even tested twice with two different tests to make sure. There is no mistaking it. I've got my first prenatal appointment with my new doctor on Tuesday. We'll see what she has to say. I'm already on prenatal vitamins. And good grief am I tired. Whew!

I had a long and enjoyable chat with a friend last night who pointed out many ways my writing could be tighter. Hopefully, I remember them all since I didn't actually save the chat log like I thought I had. Bummer.

I'm off to get some writing done, since most of today has been wrapped up in checking and double checking stuff about pregnancy and phone calls. Lots of phone calls.

I've shrunk my word count for what I'm seeing is a much more reasonable book. Later ones may be longer but I don't think this one will be much more than 100K.

31,929 / 100,000 (31.9%)