You aren't seeing things. My last post was indeed about how i had shot a BUNCH of new pictures for a huge shop update.
but life isn't what it used to be and plowing ahead is not an option when i'm trying to grow 2 healthy babes in my tummy.
i had been stressing all week about getting things in motion and keeping this house from not becoming a total tornado.
i sat down to the computer to start editing this morning and one obstacle after the next kept getting thrown my way. i have no room to put cases and bags in my lap and draw on them. i can't pack huge boxes and suitcases, my back just gets mad at me. ack!
the Mr. was still sleeping and i was having a meltdown:( after talking with both my mother and my mother-in-law and getting the BEST support and advice from my etsy & blogging buds via twitter i decided i just couldn't keep up. i needed to put the shop in vacation mode if i was going to make it another day.
i woke up robert and he was, of course, SUPER SUPPORTIVE. the babies and me come first he adamantly told me! he whipped up a plan in no time for us to be able to make all of our ends meet financially, calmed all of my fears and worries, had me make a grocery list so we girls could have the proper nutrients for the weekend, told me to put the shop on hold ASAP and then tucked me in for nice 3 and a half hour nap.
i woke up to a delicious greek salad for dinner and robert had hooked up netflix in the girls room, just for now of course, while we still have the queen bed in there. i'm officially in "relax mode". it's really difficult for me to not be doing a bunch of things at once but i NEED to listen to my body, which is clearly telling me to slow down.
so, for now, Get Ready Set Go is on a break. and i'm not worried. it's the right thing to do for my family:)
thanks for reading, thanks for the support.
it never ceases to amaze me how much support my online friends give me. it's IN-credible!
love, love
xox, rachel
You absolutely won't regret your decision in the years ahead, but you will totally regret not focusing your health and your two sweet girls, so you are making the TOTALLY right decision!
ReplyDeleteEven though I don't have a lot of time to comment, I think of you often and keep up to date with your life.
Big hug,
Brenda
Your fans will totally be there when you come back! Your work speaks for itself, and it'll start talking again when you're good and ready.
ReplyDeleteI've been away from twitter and was so happy to come across this post to discover that you are expecting! That is wonderful news!! I am also happy to hear you will take a nice break and relax. I know you work SO hard and really deserve some time off. Enjoy Rachel!
ReplyDeleteLove you Rachel! You will not break a stride when you come back to the shop! take care of your little cuties!!!
ReplyDeletexoxoxo
Take care of yourself, Rachel! ❤
ReplyDeletematernity leave is a must! the luggage lady is carrying something a little more precious than vintage bags, and i'm sure all will understand a mama taking care of herself and her cargo! love you, rach! enjoy the r&r!!
ReplyDeleteWhenever I felt pressured by what I HAD to do, whether during pregnancy or while my children were little, I would read this poem that I had printed out and remember what was really important. I hope you don't mind if I share it.
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by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton
Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I’ve grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo
The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew
And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo
But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren’t his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.
The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.