I wanted to answer many of these with “Bo” or “my son”. I restrained myself and only did that for a few…
I am proud of my ability to…
juggle multiple tasks and goals at once and do it well.
I am amazed by…
Bo. I still can’t believe he is ours.
I am blessed with…
a wonderful family.
I am a sucker for…
chocolate.
I am freaked out by…
aspects of my life that are outside of my control.
I am calmed by…
massages, reading, and sleep.
I am always up for…
going out to eat.
I am ready to…
start the next phase of my life.
I am excited by…
what the future may hold.
I am baffled by…
judgemental parenting.
I am fascinated by…
politics.
I am listening to…
rain dripping outside.
I am intrigued by…
the way a baby’s brain functions.
I am challenged by…
my life. Daily.
I am extremely fond of…
my yearbook girls.
I am wild about…
my hubby.
I am tickled by…
Bo wearing jeans and big boy shoes.
I am humbled by…
death.
I am honored by…
knowing that I have a special place in this world.
I am amused by…
people who think their way is the only way.
I am impatient with…
the paths I am waiting to embark upon. (apon? upon? ??)
I am scared of…
failure.
I am proudest of…
Bo.
I am waiting for…
that fateful phone call.
I am unsure of…
where life will take me next.
I am thrilled by…
all of the fun things I will be able to do with Bo as he grows older.
I am guilty of…
not exercising enough.
I am oblivious to…
the every day aspects of life. Everything is so routine I don’t even think about a lot of it.
I am distracted by…
real work.
I am totally honest about…
everything. Blatantly so. Sometimes to my demise.
I am embarrassed by…
the fact that my BIL/SIL read all of my old blog. They know way too much about my uterus.
I am awed by…
the way babies are made.
I am tired of…
working so much.
I am a bit of a…
neat freak.
I am totally secure when…
I am with my immediate family. I know they won’t judge me.
I am curious about…
how long it will stay warm enough for Bo and I to walk to and from Grammie’s/school.
I am greatly comforted by…
the fact that there are some things I really don’t have to worry about.
I am surprised by…
how different being a mom is than what I expected it to be.
I am shy about…
nothing. I pretty much tell it all.
I am lost without…
underwear.
I am influenced by…
my own morals and values.









Lol, lost without underwear. I can agree with that one. Thanks for the comment, I was pretty anxious about that post:)
Love this post. I’m going to do it, too. It’s upon. I thought I was the only person who writes apon and attributed it to a southern drawl influence… but you’re not southern. Go figure.
He he, I laughed so much about your brother & sister-in law knowing all your personal bits! One of the reasons my blog is anonymous!
The Broken Man