
- Lets get the obvious and unfortunate things I can no longer do out of the way…. Smoking, drinking, wearing re-donk-u-lous-ly high stiletto heals, dance like no one is watching, eat raw fish, sleep, poop, be nice to my husband, have patience, pretend like I actually care what people are talking about when I really don’t, drive down the road without dropping the “f” bomb on every dumb ass that got their license out of a happy meal box, win a Triathlon (ok, that was never going to happen…) use a public restroom with multiple stalls because it never fails that the second I sit down I, in the words of my husband, drop a 45 second “gut” that would rival a massive man after he’s just won a chili eating contest, have a clear complexion, hold a thought, remember anything unless I write it down or set an alarm on my phone, keep myself from crying at anything-maybe I need to call an agent so I can win an Oscar for crying on cue (hmmm), And so much more I cannot think of because the baby ate my brain! Oh, and my favorite, I can no longer clean out the cat box, YEAH BOY!!!!
2. Now for the awesome things I can do and forgive me have done since being pregnant…
- Gained heaps of weight-how much I don’t know because the smartest thing I have done since getting knocked up is NOT look at the scale at the doctors office-I just know because my clothes don’t fit and have not for a while. Plus, my thighs are so covered in little dents they look like they have just barely survived a hail storm.
- I have gone up 2-cup sizes in bras; these things are huge and have what looks like rivers of blue flowing through them.
- Locked my husband and myself out of the house even though he asked if I had the keys, and I said yes. That went over very well by the way.
- I tried to put my rubbish in a mailbox in the middle of a strip mall parking lot--no wonder American mailmen go “postal,” pregnant women are dropping their crap for post.
- I can no longer keep a secret, since I forget it is a secret.
- I bump my bump into EVERYTHING! And I am already thinking I need to trade my car in for an SUV or Crossover so I can continue to drive.
- If I don’t pull into a Dairy Queen drive-through or violate an ice cream parlor at least once every 4 days my world becomes incomplete.
- I have long conversations with friends, coworkers and even clients, turn around walk away and realize I cannot remember one word or even the topic of the conversation! Whoops, there goes those moments of my life I will never get back.
- I have considered sewing all of my pillows together into a body suit so every time I turn over at night I don't have to re-adjust my little war bunker.
- I forget everything! I forget to pay the bills, where I set my hand bag down, where my keys are, what I ate for breakfast, what day it is, when and where my appointments are, to feed the cat, Everything! I actually bought a personal pocket planner two months ago to write down the things I seem to never be able to remember. Well, I never write in it because I always forget to! Welcome to my world...
There really is so much more, but Surprise I forgot! I want to know what your favorite awesome pregnancy things are?
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