It Seems That...

• Every time I leave the house I walk into a spiderweb
• As I tip-toe out of Simon's room after coaxing him to sleep, my growling stomach or cracking bones always give me away
• Every time I get to (insert location here), I immediately have to make a frantic dash for the loo
• It is impossible to sing "You Are My Sunshine" without tearing up. WTF is up with that?
• I have to come up with some new material to speak on behalf of Simon to people who want to have a conversation with him.  "Are you flirting?" is getting old. 
• I may appear crazy to other drivers who are unaware that I am toting a baby.  Constant talking and hand gestures gets you some looks, as it turns out.
• I know every single person in every single store in every single mall. 
• I subconsciously buy things just to return them.  That way, I know I will have something to do tomorrow!  
• I look like hell for the better part of the day, and then pull it together about 30 minutes before my husband walks in the door
• I am single-handedly keeping Tim Hortons in business. 
• Going for walks around the block is harder than it looks.  It is the most boring activity in life and I'm basically never doing it again.   
• I am forever at grocery stores but never have food in the fridge
• I may never lose these extra 10 pounds.  And by 10, I mean 30
• You find out pretty quick who your real friends are 
• You find out even faster how valuable family is 
• I have done a lot of growing up these past 9 months, and I'm pretty proud of myself for hanging in there.  Even if it was by a thread.