I always root for the underdog in almost every game I watch. I can't help it. I guess I really want David to beat Goliath.
Along with watching basketball every other night, ordering in pizza happens (almost) just as frequently. Can you say expanding waistline? I wish I could harness a 13 year old boy's metabolism and sell it. I would have a banging body, and be a BA-zillionaire!
I still love having my little brother here, but I'm starting to cherish the alone time I have from the moment I wake up and when he finally rolls out of bed. It's just so peaceful and quiet! And having a teenage boy in my small apartment is really making me question if I'm ready for this whole motherhood thing.
I know getting an honest answer about how kids change a mom's life is about as easy as getting water from a rock, but what helped you decide that you were ready for children? How did you prepare? And did that preparedness actually prepare you for having children?