I am struggling with work. No, not because of the nausea and first trimester ills but because of the shift that is starting to happen. People think that you become a mother the day your child is born. I would argue that you become a mother the instant you find out that you are pregnant. You begin to protect, nuture and care for yourself and your body like never before. And for people like me, who are borderline obsessive, that means that this tendency or characteristic suddenly takes over your life - it becomes numero uno and everything else falls behind. Obviously your marriage falls to the number two slot. And for many, a social life is close behind. Which means your career or work falls even further down the list. Since I am not good, nor have ever been good at "balancing" things, as the term "work-life balance" implies, this means that, again, for people like me, the desire to work or commitment or ethic or whatever used to propel me to excel, suddenly is non-existant. And so at 10 weeks into pregnancy I find myself attempting to embark on the most challenging tight-rope walk of life for a woman - the balancing act between being a mother and everything else. Everyone is different and I respect and honor those women who are able or seem to be able to "do it all" - to work, to nurse, to socialize, to cook and clean and even those who remarkably have time to go to the gym and maintain a fantastic figure. But I know that this is not me. It becomes clearer and clearer to me every day that I am to be a stay-home mom, and this is what will keep me sane, make me happy and make those around me sane and happy too. So the question now is, what do I do for the remaining seven months?