Get Real...

Shortly after Chad and I were married, I remember telling a friend that I never knew how selfish I really was ... until I got married. Nothing like matrimony to bring out the best in you. Now that was a fun lesson learned -- yeah right. Everybody just loves to see their own selfishness. Fast forward a few years ... no, I am not completely selfless, but at least I now recognize my selfish tendencies and can deal with them appropriately. But now... now I am faced with a new challenge. My own incompetency. Becoming a mother has made me realize, well, what an absolute mess I actually am. I tire of pretending that I am anything else, so here is me being real. Really real.

• I would drink coffee ALL DAY if I could. I only drink hot cocoa and hot tea when I've already had too much coffee.
• I am still scared of the dark.
• I leave clothes in the dyer until I ABSOLUTELY HAVE to take them out. Then they probably sit in the basket for a few more days. And, I don't iron our clothes before I put them away.
• I do love the IDEA of eating all-natural, organic, and healthy all the time. But I don't think fish sticks, corn dogs, and ramen noodles fall into that category. I LOVE ramen noodles.
• I do not know the best way to clean tile grout. Which explains why the tile grout in my shower is never clean.
• I am still a nerd at my core -- I love reading, learning, and even writing papers. I would love to get a Ph.D one day.
• I once used Pledge on our wooden stairs in our condo in Virginia. I thought it was a great idea and would keep me from having to clean them so often ... until Chad almost died falling down them because they were so slick. NOT a good idea after all.
• In spite of being a "pastor's wife," I am not an overly compassionate and merciful person by nature. I prefer the "Get real and grow up" method of counseling.
  
• I have the world's smallest toenails. Seriously. And it appears Juliana has inherited them.
• I actually asked the pediatrician if Juliana had some sort of vitamin deficiency, which would explain the lack of bountiful hair on her head. I'm that vain.
• I love being pregnant. I love laboring and birthing my babies, without meds. The whole thing fascinates me.
• I actually love watching tv. I can also tell you what programs are on at any given time during the hours of 12-5 am. Insomnia loves me.
• I sometimes still get really annoyed by screaming kids. Too much noise bothers me.
  
• I have only taken both girls out by myself a handful of times. And I use the *cold weather* as an excuse, when in reality I don't feel like managing two babies in the grocery store.
• My desk pretty much stays cluttered and chaotic. A messy desk is my vice.
  
• Chad makes the bed better than me. But I don't even care. I can now admit this and it doesn't bother me.
  
• I take my wedding ring off to sleep, and most days I forget to put it back on.
  
• I do NOT like to be crowded when I sleep. We have a "no touch" rule in our bed. Except when I let Addie stay in bed after her 4 am feeding.
  
• I get embarrassed when my babies cry a lot in front of others. I also get embarrassed when their outfits are "not just right."

I know I could go on and on, but I know I need to save some face. Every other area of my life is perfect and put together. And so I dedicate this post to the rest of you who have such perfect lives. Now I'm going to go feed my toddler enchiladas while my newborn entertains herself.