Normally, I’m a very motivated person. I’m a go-er. A do-er. A get-things-done-er. But sometimes, I lose my motivation. Like when we are facing a cross-country PCS that we’re a less than excited about during first trimester of pregnancy practically knocking me off my feet.
Don’t worry, this isn’t a whiny complaining post. I’m grateful for this new season and excited that the State of my Uterus is currently occupied with Tiny Human Numero Dos.
But getting ready for this PCS was quite a hairy beast of a task.
