contemplating apricots

i've always had a tendency towards overextending myself, and so i've spent the last 6 months diligently searching for work plus tending to all my new Turkish housewife duties (cooking dinner every night, cleaning, washing & hanging & ironing laundry, etc.), preparing, researching & gathering stuff for the baby, and attending a professional women's group meetings. but now that i am 7.5 months pregnant and fatigue is setting in, i have realized that even though i sincerely want to work, it will have to be shelved until a year after the baby arrives. of course, if i have the time & energy, i will try to do some stuff on the side, but realistically, who knows if i will feel up to it, given the information i've gathered about newborns. my time will no longer be my own, and i will have to fully dedicate my attention to our soon-to-be new member of the family.
so as the days grow warmer, and i spend lazy days at home, trying to eat healthfully, exercising (although not as much as i should), reading all the baby books that i ordered on amazon, and keeping up with my housework, plus turning my existing summer pants into maternity pants, meeting up with friends, as well as organizing & cleaning out the apt & catching up on stuff i've been saying for years i would do, but never had time to address (i'm sure you all know what kind of stuff i am referring to) i came to realize that i am actually keeping myself busy (although i often have a hard time articulating this when friends & family ask me what i do all day). somehow my list of stuff seems to escape me and i end up lamely saying, "gee, i don't know."
but today as i sit reading some great food blogs and planning dinner, the intoxicating, sweet perfume of the perfectly ripe apricots i bought the other day wafts up from my fruit bowl and like a powerful dose of serotonin, it makes me feel fortunate that i don't have to work until my water breaks and that i can spend the afternoons feeling my baby kick inside my belly and rest up for the big event. i know these leisurely days are numbered, and i am reminded to relish them as i stop and smell the apricots.