That being said, I hope you weren't expecting cute pictures from this "mommy blog"- hate that label, by the way! You may, however, be unfortunate enough to view some of my out of focus pictures from time to time so I can illustrate a point.
I hope you weren't expecting sweet anecdotes about my kids on a daily basis. If they do something sweet, you'll hear about it, that is, if my heart can take it.
I SURELY hope you're not expecting to hear how my adoring husband rubbed my feet, surprised me with, well, anything remotely romantic or helped around the house. If so, get ready for disappointment.
I read a lot of different blogs, most of them are authored by moms. Most of them are good picture-taking, sweet anecdote-telling, husband-adoring moms. I admire them and wish I were like them. The ones I visit regularily, I consider "friends"- as wierd and stalkerish as that may be. Ideally, in another life, I may just join them. Not in this life, though.
I am insecure girl turned rebellious party girl gets pregnant girl gets married girl tries to make the best of what life is girl.
Fact of the matter is, I didn't expect to get pregnant my senior year in college. I didn't expect to fall in love with this little 6lbs 15oz bundle that scared the shit out of me while making my heart melt. He made life new to me at a time when I thought I knew everything. I didn't expect to marry this man that would drive me crazy- in good and bad ways. I didn't expect to fall in love 3 more times with unique, amazing, gorgeous little girls.
I didn't expect any of this and am perfectly happy with the way things turned out- even though they aren't perfect. So if you're riding in here with your high expectations for an ideal mom blogger - Whoa Nelly! Imperfection runs rampant in these parts! Honesty is a curse for me, as my husband says I wouldn't want to rob a bank with you! I'll let you know how my life really is and maybe make yourself feel better in the process, just leave your expectations at the door.