Confession: Humbling Experience

So the whole purpose of Confession Wednesday is to not take myself so seriously and to keep myself humble. But here’s the thing, this pregnancy is doing that for me. I am significantly humbled every time I laugh, cough or throw-up…..which is a lot lately. I seriously don’t keep house, cook or do anything the way I use to. I have not acquired the skill of picking up things with my feet as so many of my friends have, and I think it is a little late for me. I’m over forty. Not that I was ever an exceptional housekeeper or anything but I was so much better at it when I wasn’t wanting to be sick at the smell of Lysol or just about any type of food. As I create this sweet little person, I am finding that I am only 1/4 the person I want to be and it is very humbling. Finding something I didn’t do, or didn’t do well is easy these days. So, as I hit the pillow each night I try really hard to think of the things I’ve done right to keep from getting too humble and crossing the line into the depressed zone. Bear with me over the next couple of months as I brag about my small accomplishments instead……
My name is Bianca, and today I cleaned out the fridge. I won’t tell you how long it has been since I cleaned it or how old the leftovers were, or how it had become a dark abyss that I feared to open each day. But I will tell you that it shines, it smells good,  I only nearly threw-up once, and…..I need to go shopping. Maybe tomorrow, if I can get out of bed. I’m not getting my hopes up though, cleaning out the fridge has been my biggest accomplishment in 8 months! Don’t worry, I just laughed at that…..so I won’t be getting too conceited anytime soon.