When I was in high school right up until I gave birth to my oldest son in 2010, I read all the time. I loved it! I spent more time and money at Barns&Noble than anywhere else. I read articles online. I read magazines. If I could get my hands on it I read it. Of course after having my first son, that changed. I was still able to read and usually made a point to before bed but I would say my book intake slowed by more than half. I also started writing again. So I didn’t feel so bad about reading fewer books. I was trying to write one and I was helping my close friend Sara edit hers. I noticed a small decrease in how knowledgable I was but it was nothing huge.
Once my son got a bit older I started picking up more books and was reading all kinds of kids books. Of course my husband returned from Afghanistan and suddenly I was pregnant again. Now my pregnancies are not exactly normal. Basically I am violently ill for four to six months then the baby tries its hardest to check out early. It’s a lot of fun… not. The only glow in my face when I’m pregnant is green.
So i gave birth to my second son in october about ten weeks after Logan turned two. Recently, seven months after his birth and no books later, I have noticed some serious issues. Before if my sister had a question, about anything from a strange bug to medical conditions, I had the answer. There was no hold on while I google it. Or I don’t knows. It was oh that’s X kind of Gardner Snake and they typically have this temperament and blah, blah, blah! Now, I had to look up what botulism was after my pediatrician told me Lucian can’t have raw honey because it can cause botulism. For those of you who are going “Wait, what is botulism?” It is a nerve toxin caused by bacteria and there are three different types. Infant Botulism can be caused when an infant ingests foods with the bacteria in it such as honey. It’s bad news.
I have also noticed when I’m writing I have to actually stop and really think about the word I want. Not because I wasn’t prepared when I sat down but because I have actually forgotten. In cases such as these I found a way to cheat. If I know I want a word that means cruel for instance but I cannot think of the darn word itself I write cruel and then look it up in the thesaurus. My new favorite tool.
I also noticed though that when I go back and read my work I have words that don’t quite mean what I wanted them too. At a result I cannot wait till this baby gets a little bigger and I can finish unpacking this house! Yeah, we moved in here in November and we are still not completely unpacked AND I have a bunch of boxes still residing in my mother’s basement. My mother has been such a trooper about us living with her and now how long it is taking for us to get all our stuff. Thanks Mom, I love you!