I just read that the next Back Talk topic is going to be the Mom Body. As a woman who has just given birth to my last child a little more than 3 weeks ago, this is something that I am currently dealing with on more of a full scale basis than I normally would. Growing up, I was the tall, skinny girl. People called me Daddy Long Legs... In 6th grade, my nickname was "High Water" because I couldn't find any pants with long enough legs. I heard all the horrible names - Bean Pole I think was the one I heard the most of them all. 

Alrighty - so here it is. I'm 33 weeks pregnant with my second child, and my husband and I are talking about getting my tubes tied. The issue isn't getting it done vs. not getting it done - that's not up for discussion here. My issue is just getting information on it. Does it hurt? Is the recovery time long or difficult? Will they put me under for it, or am I going to be awake?

Procrastination: The art of putting off that which should be done today but can be done tomorrow. I would like to say that I am the type of person who completes a task the first chance I get after receiving it. Unfortunately, I am not. I like to think that I work best under pressure and I give myself that excuse to wait until the very last

My husband and I, on the 6th anniversary of our first kiss got married. It was June 1, 2007. I look back at this date with a sense of accomplishment as we'd made it through so much more than anyone ever thought possible. However, every now and again a dark cloud covers my memories of our wedding. I've never really shared anything about it, although I've wanted to at the very least blog on it. I couldn't at any other point in time though, as my issues are with some of my in-laws, and while they will likely forever plague my memories, they are not something that I want to bring up to them.

Well, it's been a while since I've posted. Not a whole lot has gone on since my last post - I ended up having to go to once class on Dec. 10th for a final, but for the most part I stuck at home. That was actually the last day of my first semester of college. I was pretty excited - especially to have some time away from school. HAHA. I did pretty well - A's and B's. I'm pretty proud of myself.