Things I swore I would never do...

but have TOTALLY done since I went and got myself knocked up:

1. Post a picture of myself pregnant... swore it wouldn't happen, but then realized I only had one chin in the photo, so I posted it. Who knows when I'll only have one chin ever again!

2. Fart in public... not proud, but yes it has happened... more than once.

3. Complain... I decided as soon as I found out I was pregnant that I would be stoic and suffer in silence. Yeaaaah, not so much!! haha

4. Purchase ugly, yet REALLY comfortable shoes... after walking around the mall for two hours, nothing felt better than a pair of EASY SPIRITS! hahahaha I'm not sure when I turned 50.

5. Be neurotic... I have researched EVERY brand of EVERY item I have registered for and yet I still go back thinking I could do better. My cousin tried to convince me that buying the "wrong" bathtub will NOT mean my child will end up as a drug addict or in jail, but I'm not so sure.

6. Stop working out... I promised myself I would work out 2-3 times a week to keep my weight in check and just to make myself feel better as a whole.... again, not so much!! It turns out going straight home after work and putting my big fat left foot up while eating a Snickers ice cream bar is much more fun than hitting the elliptical for 40 mintues.

7. Stop grooming... is it wrong I only shave my legs if I know for SURE, someone besides me or Jason is going to see them? Sorry!

8. Drop out for a semester... okay okay, I haven't actually done it... but I have TOTALLY thought about it!! DAILY!

9. Let my emotions get the best of me... I think this sort of goes with the "stoic" thing. I will admit, every time I hear Leona Lewis on the radio or on my ipod, I cry. I don't know why it happens; but it happens.

10. Temper Tantrums... You tell me NO BUNDT CAKE, do NOT be surprised when I lay down in the middle of the mall kicking my feet and punching the ground while I scream bloody murder. This also goes along with the fact that I swore I would ONLY eat healthy, but instead I have developed a one cookie a day habit with ice cream on the side! Not exactly the apples and broccoli and granola I had planned.

I'm sure I will have even more to add to this list once Wilbur (his name this week) is born, but this is it for now. I like to think that it shows how willing I am to compromise, or go with the flow; but really I think it just shows my true lazy nature. Now where did I put that cookie...