Not Me Monday (on Tuesday)

Back by popular demand, and once again a day late:

-I am not one of those women who is miserable during pregnancy. I thrive on being pregnant and only think about the miracle inside me. I am never tired, never sore, and certainly never cranky!

-Since I am NOT miserable, I am prefectly able to keep up with the laundry and every day my husband comes home to a nice hot meal, not a wife passed out on the couch, too tired to move.

-My daughter did not sing and dance and shake her little booty in front of our new pastor. When asked if she was singing a song about Jesus, she absolutely did NOT tell our BRAND NEW PASTOR that she was dancing to Beyonce, then proceed to shake her booty some more, in front of his wife, our youth pastor, and his wife.

-Sydney and I are not going to do our Christmas gingerbread house this week. After all, it's February, and any mother worth her salt would have done that in December, not found it in her car 2 months later.

-And I certainly didn't miss the gingerbread house kit in the car because my car is messy. Oh no. It is perfectly clean, vacuumed, and dusted. The said gingerbread house kit was not found with a pair of Cinderella panties, an old coffee cup, and a bill that was due last month.

-The room for the baby is completely ready. It is not so full of junk and holiday crap that you can't even open the door without pushing really hard. Nope, the crib is put together, the dresser has fresh contact paper, and the room is stocked with cloth diapers that I have sewn up in preparation. I wouldn't even THINK about using dispoasble diapers.