Confessions of a housewife

1. I don't like chocolate. I don't hate it, but I don't have cravings for it, typically (sometimes I'll get a craving for a Hersey bar--no nuts--but it's rare).
2. I actually don't have much of a sweet tooth. I have much more of a "salty tooth".
3. I truly thought that we would either not be able to have children or that we would have a hard time getting pregnant. There isn't any fact to basis that thought on (obviously) I just had a feeling that we'd have a hard time. Apparently, I was really, really wrong.
4. I have terrible memories of my wedding day. Luckily, the marriage has surpassed the wedding, but I was so full of stress on my wedding day, as well as the months leading up to it, that I did not enjoy it at all. I also hated my hair and makeup that day. I should have NEVER let someone else do my makeup that day.
5. I don't like humans. I think they're the most cruel, vile, self-serving creatures on this planet.
6. I remember very little about the first month of Anna's life. Don't know if it was the Vicodin or lack of sleep. I'm very sad about that.
7. I hate large, plastic baby toys. Before I had a kid, I always said that my house would never be full of plastic baby crap. I've learned that you live with whatever makes your child happy and currently the Jumperoo makes my baby happy.
8. I LOVE thunderstorms. The more wind, rain, thunder/lightening, the better. I did not, however, love thunderstorms when we lived in the townhome. That fucking place leaked like a sonofabitch.
9. I'm way overdue for a dentist appointment. The longer I put it off, the more scared I am of going.
10. I'm letting my baby "cry it out" in her bed, while I finish this entry.