Six workdays to go …

Posted on April 29, 2010 by heatherlauraclarke

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Thursday, April 29, 2010

34 weeks, 4 days pregnant

38 DAYS TO GO

I think I spoke too soon.

You know, the whole Yeah-my-doctor-says-I-can-go-off-work-this-Friday-but-I-want-to-keep-going-until-next-Friday thing.

Reasons I should have made tomorrow my last day:

I came home from work yesterday in tears. The reason? My back hurt from the car-ride home. My legs hurt. My middle hurt. I’m sure there were other reasons. I’m just too cranky to remember them …
I am not sleeping well anymore. I wake up for my “first pee” (anywhere between midnight and 1 a.m.) and then have trouble getting back to sleep from the leg pain. And the awkwardness of having a beach ball in my PJ top.
My patience is fading fast. With certain co-workers. And other drivers. And the dog, when she snores. Not that I had much patience to begin with.
It’s sucking up all my time. By the time I get home, change, and make/eat dinner, I have exactly one hour to watch TV before going to bed at 9 p.m. My whole life has become work, because it’s all I have the strength for.

Reasons I am still happy with my decision to work until next Friday:

Because it’s one month before my due date. One month exactly. And that sounds good
… I think that’s it.

Category: Career, Maternity leave, Third trimester, Week 35

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I’m Heather Laura Clarke. I’m writer living in beautiful Nova Scotia, I have a 11-year-old son and a nine-year-old daughter, I married my high school sweetheart, and this is the story of my handmade life.

I have depression and anxiety, and I fight like hell every day to keep it from taking over my life. Making things isn’t just a hobby — it’s part of what keeps me alive.

Whether I’m writing novels, decorating a room, busting out my power tools to build furniture, getting muddy in the pottery studio, sewing clothes for my kids, or cross-stitching a swear word, I’m all about using my creativity to craft a life I love.

I’ve been writing this blog since 2009, so if you dig deep into the archives, you’ll meet a bright-eyed 25-year-old newlywed who was basically obsessed with having kids, buying a cozy house, and supporting herself full-time as a writer. (Spoiler alert: she got exactly what she wanted.)