Confessions

1. I've worn the same pair of jeans to church three weeks in a row without washing them (and I don't plan to yet). When you are this pregnant, who wants to break in a fresh pair of jeans?

2. There are some days when Moses and I stay in our pajamas all day long. But I do have a pair of "nighttime pajamas" and a pair of "daytime pajamas"-- so I do change clothes-- just into other pajamas. And sometimes Moses runs around in just a diaper...

3. Maternity pants aren't fitting anymore. They are WAY too uncomfortable to wear, and they don't stay up. Another great reason for #2.

4. I think that my son is the cutest and smartest little boy in the whole world. And I tell him so frequently.

5. Along that same line, I probably say "He is just SO CUTE" about 50 times a day. I think it probably makes up for the one time a week I whine to K, "He is making me crazy!"

6. I think that "fixing" (i.e., taping) a broken wrapping paper roll three times while a child is supposed to be napping probably constitutes spoiling him. But I do it anyway.

7. I'm a terrible housekeeper. And most of the time I just don't care. I have better things to to do than vacuum or dust.

8. I also hate to cook. I can't stand the way that raw meat feels.

9. I think I'm funny. And K thinks I'm funny. But sometimes other people just don't get our jokes.

10. Sometimes I get distracted and miss large segments of the Sunday sermon because the pastor looks so darn good in his suits. Especially when he wears that light pink shirt with no tie and an open collar.

(Will I EVER be this little again?!)