Confession #1

I think Catholics got a good thing going for them. Personally, I think confession is great. I bet most people come out feeling like a ton of weight has been lifted off their shoulders. 

I'd like to do something similar. Maybe not quite as serious but of the same nature. I'd like to confess some things about myself. Things that I'm not entirely proud of but have accepted that they are part of who I am.

I'll never wash my brand new clothes before wearing them. 

I'll probably never truly appreciate football.  

I'll never be good at math. 

I rarely remember to bring my reusable bags to the grocery store. Sorry.

I am determined to always have the last word. 

I don't think I have what it takes to be a stay-at-home-mom and therefore will most likely put my children in daycare of hire a nanny.

I'll never have a greenthumb.

If it doesn't come in a freezer bag, can or jar - we probably won't be eating it for dinner.

I'll never be the soccer mom who always looks perfect in her Northface jacket and skinny jeans. In fact, after rushing around the house looking for shin guards and cleats - I'm lucky if I have time to brush my hair.

I'll never like mushrooms or brussels sprouts. 

I am not a patient person.

I'll probably never switch from white wine to red.

I hate yoga, pilates and any other form of exercise that involves "finding my center". 

As I mentioned before, I am not exactly proud of everything I've listed. Some, I've accepted and some, I work tirelessly on trying to change (It's not easy being a stepmom to three children when you lack the gift of patience). 

There's more...But for now, that's my confession.

Can we still be friends?