I am sleepy.
I want ice cream.
I have long second toes.
I wish I could fall asleep.
I hate it when my son gets shots.
I fear disappointing people.
I hear my son crying in the monitor.
I search for poop stains on baby clothes.
I wonder if I’m a better person than I was five years ago.
I regret saying vindictive things.
I love seeing my son smile at me in the morning.
I ache to go home again.
I think ½ cup is a ridiculous serving size for ice cream.
I always position toilet paper rolls with the paper coming over the top.
I usually correct typos I find in books.
I am not kidding.
I dance in smarty pants.
I sing without realizing it.
I never eat just ½ cup of ice cream.
I rarely lose things (famous last words).
I cry when I share details about my life (even fairly superficial ones) in groups.
I am not always good at giving people grace.
I lose weight when I get pregnant.
I'm confused by people who are purposely and randomly cruel.
I need to clean the bathrooms.
Now it's your turn!