Not me! Monday

Another edition of Not Me! Monday. Thanks again to MckMama for starting this fun little activity I enjoy doing every Monday. Go to MckMama's site and see how you can join in on all the fun every Monday too.
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I did not lay on the bedroom floor to stretch, hold my breath, bend, do crazy looking yoga-type moves... just to get a pair of jeans on.

I did not cry when I got them on... pure joy.

I did not continue to cry when I saw them on my body. It took longer to get them off than it did to put them on. Let's just say Britney Spears would be majorly proud of my dance moves I was doing to get them off.

Speaking of dance moves... I did not dance in the living room with Caroline only to get caught by the hubs. I wouldn't care if I had actually been dancing but I was clearly twirling my way-too-cool skirt like a 4 year old.

I did not stare excessively at Emma's hot doctor. What a lucky little girl she is to have such a hot doc. He pretty much could put McDreamy to shame. SHAME!

I did not choose not to breast feed that morning... I finally admitted it was because he (McHottie) was in there.

I did not come home and gush to the hubs about McHottie. McHottie said this... McHottie said that... like the hubs cared.

I did not have WAY too much fun in Babies-R-Us. The hubs did not have fun either.

I did not laugh out loud when Caroline looked at me and said that her butt hurt. That's not the funny part. She then added... Mommy, kiss my butt. I did not roll on the floor in laughter.

I did not finally admit out loud that I was throwing dish rags and dish towels away because they were gross and I just didn't want to wash the gross off of them.
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That's it. A look into my life.

Don't judge.

You try it.