Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Life Lessons

With Christmas gone and the end of our pregnancy looming, I feel like I've been learning a lot about myself. Some of it is worth sharing; some of it is not. Nevertheless, I'm going to tell you some of the gems that I've come to realize.
  • I don't like maternity pants. Sad for me. Moving on.
  • Bowl Games are not as fun to watch when neither team is ranked.
  • I love Jamba Juice.
  • Exercise helps keep my crazy pregnant hormones at bay.
  • Did I mention that I love Jamba Juice?
  • My superhuman sense of smell has returned making large crowds a rather interesting experience.
And last but certainly not least:
  • Nothing can replace good friends.
The End.


Aaron, Julie, Joseph and Emery said...

Let me try again. I totally understand the small lessons. So important. I relate to the super senses. Makes life interesting. However, I loved maternity pants. If only stretch waistbands were all the rage. I'd be all over that.

Maryblog said...

I love Jamba Juice too and I crave it so bad and they don't have it here! RATS! Anyway I can't wait to see that cute babys picture up here on this blog. I miss you.

Maryblog said...

P.S. I hate the smell of garlic right now, and thats pretty much EVERYWHERE. I am right there with ya!

Luis Merino said...

It is UNREAL that you're only 3 weeks away...

Natalia & I are so excited for you guys!

And yes, good friends are a great thing!

Bridget said...

You make me smile. Sorry to hear about the smells coming back. That can not be fun. We miss you guys!

Kristina said...

LOL I was all about maternity pants. Oh wait, I still am because that's still all I can wear. It depends on what style band you have though. The ones that are supposed to cover your tummy are total crap because they only come up about halfway and cut into your belly (Humpty Dumpty Pants). I like the ones that just have about a 2 inch band. Yea for elastic waist jeans. This last pregnancy I really got into searching out sweatpants that don't really look like sweatpants. It doesn't get any better than being able to wear sweatpants without looking like you just crawled out of bed :)

And Seth was in O-chem lab and anatomy when I was pregnant with Simeon. YUCK!