I couldn’t resist this prompt over at Mama Kat’s Losin’ It: List 5 things we don’t know about you, 5 things you’re knowledgeable about, 5 things you know nothing about, and 5 things you believe.
I love lists and I love talking about myself (hah!), so yeah, no-brainer.
5 Things You Don’t Know About Me
1. I did ballet when I was a kid. I quit when I was 7 because I couldn’t stand my teacher.
2. I wanted to be Jem of Jem and the Holograms when I was 8.
3. I nearly became a flight attendant when I was 18.
4. I practice smiling in front of the mirror more often than I should.
5. I really hate birds.
5 Things I’m Knowledgeable About
1. Public relations. At least, I hope I still have the skills!
2. Blogging. I think. Hah!
3. How to make a good cup of tea.
4. Elmo. Thanks to my son.
5. The benefits of exercise and drinking water. I just need to put this into practice.
5 Things I Know Nothing About
1. Elf on the Shelf. I don’t get it.
2. Sewing. I’m in awe of people who can sew.
3. Politics. I don’t want to know.
4. Dora, Calilou, Tangled – I don’t want to know either.
5. Computer programming. My husband is a whiz at this. We’ll just let him have one up on me on something.
5 Things I Believe In
3. Joy can be found in many things – just stop and look.
4. Black is a slimming color.
5. Ice cream and chocolate make any situation better.
Tell me one thing you believe in.
I also have a guest post today!!
I haven’t written at all about Monkey’s birth.
My birth story is nothing unusual – there were no dramatics (other than my continuously begging for an epidural which was 90 long minutes in coming. Oh, there was also the severe postpartum blood loss. Eh); there were no glorious mother/ baby photos (I was drifting in and out of consciousness for the first 2 hours postpartum and didn’t even hold my baby except when he was newly born and I had him for 5 minutes); but mostly, I just didn’t know how to approach telling it without being long winded and boring.
When Kimberly of Zook Book Nook graciously asked me 3 months ago if I’d write a guest post for her focusing on one of 5 senses in honor of her newborn daughter, that of smell, I thought it would be a perfect way of telling you my birth story in a mere 220 words (or so).
If you’d be so kind as to visit Kimberly to wish her and her third daughter well, and read my very short post, I’d be all over you like a kid with a cupcake.