The last few days (since Friday to be specific) have been incredibly busy for Katie and myself. Rather than attempt to recount the amazing newsworthy events of this time on this blog at this late and sleepless hour, I shall just copy and paste an email I sent in to work this morning. Here it is.
A recent study suggests that the baby brain phenomenon – you know, the one that makes pregnant women leave the iron on for five hours and not realise, or lock themselves out of the house on a weekly basis – may not be a pregnancy-specific condition.
Research conducted suggests that there is no mental deterioration that occurs when a woman falls pregnant. Which would suggest that blaming the ‘baby brain’ may not be as viable an option as it once was.
In my daily lunchtime-wasting internet crawl today, I stumbled across an interview with Robin Hobb, bestselling author of (among other series) the Assassin’s Apprentice Trilogy, which I own, signed by her, and of which I have read the first volume.
Although interviews asking writers how they find the time to write are a-dime-a-dozen, I haven’t really read one since it became a real issue for me. Since starting full-time work, and getting married and starting a family, basically. And it really hit home this time. With my life destined only to get even more full of non-writing activity, I’ve begun to realise that it would be all too easy to just stop writing, and never pick it back up again.
It’s February 4 today.
Which means the baby is two days late.