So I have been trying to figure out what in the heck to
write about besides the fact that I can no longer fit into a booth at Waffle
House and my stomach now doubles as a yolk catcher during the times I wolf down
All-star breakfasts. I feel like I am carrying around a 50 lb. bag of cement
with arms. I went to the doc today and I am not even close to being ready to
roll and I will be 40 weeks in 3 days. The good news is that doc won’t let me
go past 41 weeks, so there is a light at the end of the birth canal.
I’m reflecting on this past year and the giant curve balls I
threw myself. I just read the post from
a year ago today. “Let’s end the year Wright” That was a year ago? EEEEWWW and
YUCK! The post mentioned that I found the guy who has everything I’ve been
looking for. WHAT in the HELL was I smoking??I look back and it kind of grosses
me out to be honest. I know he was a nice guy but all I can think about was his
disgusting antics and how desperate I must have been to sit around a year ago
today with Brandy and plan our wedding. So to correct myself, he was not the
person who had everything I was looking for, actually I have that guy now and
there is quite a big difference.
I read the post on New Year’s Day last year; it’s pretty funny.
I said “I have big plans for this year.” Boy was that the understatement of the year. I
went from dreaming of a country wedding, to meeting Wood, to becoming pregnant,
to getting a new job, to moving to the burbs, to getting fired, to becoming a
very large and lame homemaker…. next stop….Mommy town! CHUGGA CHUGGA CHUGGA CHUGGA I THINK I CAN I THINK I CAN!
My NYE plans this
year include trying out the old lady next door’s hot dog toaster that she got
for Christmas. I’m serious, Wood is on his way home and this is our plan,
hopefully things won’t get too out of hand.
Well Happy New Year to you and yours!!