Maybe being 2 days away from my due date is making me come to terms with all the things in my life that I have recently come to embrace that I normally would not let fly by. Here is my list of reality checks to myself:
1. I am not a blond: Fact, when I was born I was blond. Now I am not; my hair is tragically mouse/dirty dish washer colored and it's about time I admit it. I had my hair dyed back to my natural color, and while it is darker than I expected, it just led me to realize how far from my natural hair color I've been for the last...I don't know...15 years of my life?!
2. I have "Relief Society Arms": For those of you who are not accustomed to Mormon slang, relief society arms can be defined as "Loose skin/fat on your triceps area that jiggles while leading music at church or while doing like activities." I can admit that this is normally not the case and my arms are still impressively skinny BUT while in the process of making a child I learned that in order to work out your arms, you must first have abs and in order to grow a child, those abs must disappear:) Therefore here is my equation: baby = no abs = no arm work outs = Relief Society Arms. I'm real good at math.
3. I cannot keep our home PERFECTLY clean: Maybe it's the whole nesting instinct sinking in but I really wish I could keep our apartment perfectly clean at all times and let me just tell you, it's impossible and it's about time I admit it. The sad part about this tale is that there are only two of us in the space. Imagine how I'm going to feel when I have munchkins running around the place.
4. I have become slightly "High Maintenance": Wow, as hard as it is to admit, it's true. In order for me to go to sleep I have to have 4 things perfectly in alignment. 1) my bed 2) my pillow + my circular decorative pillow at my head 3) another decorative pillow under my belly 4) another decorative pillow in between my legs. If any or all of these things are not in place, I'm hosed. Other examples of high maintenance behavior: I refuse to take out the garbage, I insist on having my circular decorative pillow under my bum while I do my makeup sitting on the floor in front of the mirror, and I not only do I refuse to paint my toe nails myself but I insist that Skyler do them for me:) Hopefully you don't think any less of me because of this.
Are there more things in life that I have decided to embrace and not fight? YES! But I don't want to bore you. Life is great and you got to love coming to these reality checks:) I just can't wait to meet my baby ANY DAY now!!!!!
Hahaha! I TOTALLY relate to this! Trust me - you'll have that baby, figure out a routine, and then you'll be back in control. I promise! And even better than before. I LOVE that your husband paints your toenails. I don't want to be touched at all during the last few days of pregnancy, so props to you!
ReplyDeleteI'm excited for you and I hope that baby comes STAT!
I think you just described my life story since getting married... Also our husbands are friends now... Why aren't we?!?! :)
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