10 down, 17 more to go!

I was doing so well!

My body must have heard my cries. I got less nauseous. I got more energy. My appetite increased. Suddenly waking up early for a 10 hour work day wasn't even an issue. My creativity was sparked. I felt like I was juggling four different shows not just like a pro, but like an expert. And then, I had a slower day... only 6 hours of meetings and rehearsal. By the time I got home last night I felt like a truck had run me over, multiple times. My back seized up, my nausea came back and I was in bed earlier than most of my friends' small children.

I faced facts. I had today's AM rehearsal for Cloud 9 cancelled. I hated to do it, but my body was also threatening me with a cold and I didn't want to succumb.

So now I've still got 17 days of this craziness to go... with a morning off here, a free afternoon there, but they're few and far between. It's such an exciting time for me. I'm working on four amazing productions with such amazingly talented people... that's what's getting me through. It might sound selfish, but this has nothing to do with the new arrival. No thoughts of "I'm bringing home the bacon for my baby" right now. No. What's getting me through this right now is that I'm doing what I love to do, what I'm good at, and what people seem to appreciate me for. And I know that once I'm a Mom, my duties are going to change. I'm not saying that I'll never do theatre again... far from it. I'm not saying that I'm not going to love motherhood, be good at it and feel appreciated. But it's nice, for now, to remind myself that I'm doing something just for me... and as tired as I am, it still feels good.