These are my motherhood confessions during my second pregnancy. Sometimes Moms have to confess their deepest thoughts.
- The tiny hairs from Brandon’s beard… every time he shaves in our bathroom… make me turn into the Incredible Hulk.
- Sometimes when I get a bagel for breakfast from down the street and I order two instead of one, I pretend I am looking at my phone, like I’m ordering for a friend, so the lady doesn’t know I’m really just a pig.
- Lately my choice for morning music is 112 on Pandora. It is the PERFECT way to start my day… and totally inappropriate for when the students walk in so I am always quick to turn off Ja Rule and switch to Emily Hearn or Bon Iver.
- On Tuesday a fourth grader pointed out I had the same water bottle as his Dad. I didn’t know whether to be insulted or offended… especially because he and his friends were cracking up as I walked away. … honestly I think his Dad and I are just AWESOME for having S’well water bottles. And the kids were just jealous.
- Every time I order tea from Starbucks it leaks EVERYWHERE. The string on the tea bags get so saturated that somehow the tea ends up all over me, my car, and my school bag. I’ve asked them to double cup my tea and even though they do, it still leaks… guess what? Next time I order tea, Starbucks is getting a teacher lecture.
- I cried while watching the new Fuller House trailer. Only 16 more days…
- I didn’t wash my hair for five days in a row – my hair doesn’t get greasy when it’s straight. Yesterday was the 5th day and every time someone complimented my ‘do, I giggled inside knowing how filthy it really was.
- I bought a bag of Airhead Valentines for my class on Saturday and there are not enough left to handout. I may have shared them with my friends (or eaten most by myself). Now I have to go buy something else for the class.
- Annabelle has been testing our patience and her bossiness lately by defying us. When I put her in the hallway to “think about her actions,” she points at me and says, “No” over and over again. Usually I can’t hold a straight face and turn to face the wall, but the other night I had to walk away because I started silent laugh/crying so hard. When she realized I was gone, she stopped saying NO and said in the cutest voice: “Mommy? Where did you go Mommy?” She promptly resumed her “No no no” when I came back around the corner though.