Book-binging, blogging, and babies

Well, hello there, blog. It's been a while.

I've noticed that I tend to be a leisure activity binger. I read books all at once, as soon as I get them. Jon will come home from work to find me on the couch, forty pages from the end, and when he says hello all I do is shush him. I like to watch several episodes of a television show all at once, rather than having to wait in agony for the next show. I wait for an author to complete a series before I start it - what if she never finishes and leaves my heroine dangling off a cliff, without a boyfriend?

Apparently my priorities for a satisfying ending are a little skewed.

Because I'm an activity-binger, the longer I'm away from an activity, the less I want to go back and do it. I feel guilty. How could I have put off checking facebook for this long? There's going to be SO MUCH in my news feed when I go back. Might as well just not turn on the computer. If I take a two week absence from a video game, I might as well sell it back to the store - realistically, I will never, ever finish it (Here's to you, Twilight Princess, Epic Mickey, and Final Fantasy X, all languishing in a drawer in my living room).

And how could I expect gentle readers to care an ounce about a blog that I haven't posted on in two months?

Which leads me to another reason for my blogging aversion: pregnancy has turned me into an introvert.

Pregnancy is so bizarre. Just google any medical issue and add the words "in trimester" and you'll find a plethora of mommy forum posts. "I've never, ever had a headache before in my life, and now I have them every day!" "Does anyone else have problems with their ankles popping?" "I have a strange desire to go mountain climbing and eat a pile of crawdads!"

Jonny says that having a "Jonny shard" inside me has given me some of his personality characteristics, including a desire to stay at home with my spouse rather than be around other people. Perhaps it's just part of "nesting" - my mind is preparing for the major hit my social life will take when I have to tote around a squealing baby and a diaper bag. (But it will be an adorable squealing baby! Dawww!)

Regardless, I've always considered blogging an explicitly extroverted activity. It's keeping a journal, but for people who want other people to read their journal. So this newfound introversion might partially explain my absence as well.

But here! Here is a blog post! (And a rather lengthy one at that - sorry.) So at least the first barrier is gone - I've stopped the avoiding game. I'm sure I can tackle the introversion issue - it might just take a while. Perhaps a few months. :)

Love,

Katie