Some of you think my “About Me” page is lacking in actual content about me. I’ve noticed that many blogs include a fun list called 100 Things About Me. I’ve read some of them, but my eyes usually glaze over around #20. I think it’s better to take me in smaller chunks. Let’s begin with ten.
This is me.
1). This is me. I know what you’re thinking. I look way too young to have five children.
This is Jeff. I like him.
2) I dated my husband less than two weeks before we got engaged. Best. Decision. Ever.
(not our first kiss)
3) He didn’t kiss me or tell me he loved me until another 2 weeks after we got engaged.
4) We have been married for over eleven years.
He was so worth waiting 2 weeks for. Also note what happens when highlights go bad.
5) We met in college. I earned my BA in Print Media Communications. But I stink at Scrabble.
6) At 6′, I am taller than the average man. I’m okay with this, unlike the average man.
Look at that giant woman! She's much taller than the man. I hope she doesn't step on that poor child.
7) I do not play any sports ending in the word “ball.” I believe it promotes a false stereotype about tall women.
8) My husband is 1″ taller than me. He passed the litmus test. Barely.
She was breech. That's all I can say about that.
9) My first baby was breech. We tried to turn her. I think she was pretty upset about that for the first nine months of her life.
10) I home school my kids. This is code for, “If I want, I can I stay in my jammies until noon.”
Want ten MORE things about me? Read on here.
Funny stuff! Our third was breech and the poor wife had to go through some procedure whose name I can’t recall to turn him around. He’s been a lil bastardo from the time he was in the womb and still is into his 21st month of life. Maybe there’s a connection? Fun writing, I’m going to follow your blog as I enjoy stories of other people with kids to juggle. Eversion maybe was the procedure?? something like that…TMI probably anyway.
Number 6,7, and 8 are so me. I love it!
I loved #6. I’m 5’10”, my husband is 6′ even, which became my minimum requirement after dating guys that got mad when I wore heels. DH doens’t care if I’m taller than him or not, so I get to wear all kinds of pretty shoes. 🙂
That’s a good man! I told my husband before we got married that I’m a girl who loves her heels, and he just smiled and said, “I know. It’s cute.” The thing is, I don’t feel particularly tall, even with the shoes. I don’t walk around thinking, “Wow, I’m a really tall woman.” I just feel like myself. But then I see myself in a photo next to other women and I’m a little shocked. “Oh my goodness! I am a giant!”
Yes, he is a good man. He even does the dishes most of the time. 🙂
I don’t feel particularly tall, either, until I go to hug an average height woman and her head comes to about my chin. Hugging short people can sometimes lead to awkward situations: do you lean over to hug them like you would a child? Do you do a side hug to avoid smooshing their face into your breasts? Or do you just hug them and let them deal with the fact that their head may end up somewhere they don’t want it? These are things that men need never be concerned about because no one gets weirded out by having their face against a man’s chest.
#6 really made me laugh. Oh so true 🙂
Are you another tall girl?
I’m not (totally average at 5″4), but I happen to know a few not so tall guys with a bit of a not-so-tall complex 🙂 My tall girlfriends couldn’t care less!
Yep, that’s pretty much how it works!
Love this. (I may leave that note on every post!) My husband and I dated, uhm, three weeks? Before we talked about marriage but it was six weeks before he actually proposed.
I thought he took forever.
And it was the best decision of my life as well.
(note: my best friend dated her husband three days before he proposed. I was good with it because, well, he was my brother. 🙂 She says it was the best decision of her life too. Perhaps when you know, you just know, eh?)
I enjoyed reading these! Our latest life threatening endeavor is learning to skate. 🙂
Oh my! You are brave.
Rollerblading? You? You and Jeff were the inspiration for the way Josh and I approached our courtship. I remember the list of questions you guys had to figure out if you were compatible (I also remember that semester before of this guy you kinda liked). Here’s to staying in our jammies till noon (or later)!
Yes, rollerblading. I almost died. So did half of Chicago. I sort of got the hang of it, eventually! It’s neat to hear that you and Josh did some of the same things we did. It certainly was a great way to approach a relationship, and it set us up for a pretty smooth transition into marriage. We both knew exactly what we were getting ourselves into.
Love it. Great way to start the day, smiling and laughing. Love the breech part – my #4 was breech until 37 weeks. He literally FLIPPED en route to the hospital for an attempted manual flip. Showed up and the dr was like really? what happened? he has been playing tricks on me ever since. Love the part about you and your husband. want to know more…how did you know? I told my mom after one date I was going to marry my husband. You and I so need to have coffee!!!
It would be wonderful to have coffee with you! *sigh*
I felt my daughter flip the WRONG way. I tried everything to get her to turn. But I ended up with a c-section. Then, BOTH the twins were breech. I couldn’t believe it. I guess it happens more with tall women. The baby doesn’t feel that natural squeeze that makes him think it’s time to get out of there!
Falling in love with my husband was the easiest thing I ever did. He just stood out from the crowd. We both worked together at this church in Chicago, doing different things, but still, I had a chance to watch him for awhile. And I was very interested in watching him! He was kind and patient with everyone he met, and when he talked to people, he listened like they were the only one on the entire planet. We went to the same college, and even though we didn’t have any classes together, we had some mutual friends. Any time anyone talked about Jeff, they spoke about him in the highest regard. If anyone had a question about something, they’d go find Jeff. And it didn’t matter how much homework he had or how little sleep he had, he listened. Once I got to know him, I found him to be the wisest man I had ever met, and he used that gift to teach, not in a condescending way, but carefully and respectfully. When we talked, I felt like I’d known him my whole life. He got my humor. 🙂 He was totally comfortable allowing me to be me, which was not always the experience I had with men. Still, he held me to a high standard that no one really had the guts to do before because I didn’t look like the kind of person who needed any help. He knew I did. When I was with him, I felt more like ME than I did without him. I felt like he was the kind of man I could follow to the ends of the earth. I never thought I’d get married, and I found myself astonished by the fact that God could do more with us together than apart. ASTONISHED. So here we are. Eleven years later, and I still feel like I won the lottery.
What a beautiful tribute to your sweet husband. I especially appreciated that that he “held me to a high standard that non one really had the guts to do before” and that he “was totally comfortable allowing me to be me.” How like God that He can do more with you together than apart. I have a feeling if your husband wrote about you, he would write many of the same things.
This short woman was told just prior to the birth of her son (number two child, 40+ years ago, before sonograms) that the baby was either breech or that I was having twins. Turns out neither was right. My son just had the biggest head of any baby ever born in that hospital (15 3/4 inches).
I remember #2 well, and if I remember correctly, it happened after rollerblading while we were living in Culbertson. I also remember being late for your wedding and I realize I’ve never played Scrabble with you. Well, no one really plays Scrabble with me… 🙁
Evangeline-I’ll play scrabble with you!
I like the fact that someone is studying the cookbook while Faith is doing her math! And Kristen is shorter than her birth brothers but taller than her step-father, step-brother and her step-sisters. And they’re all ok with that, too! Btw, you were so cute when you were four. 🙂 Guess it was a sign of things to come!
YAY for tall women…I’m about a half inch shorter than you. 🙂
It’s funny, being taller than me was #2 on my list for my future husband…and I ended up marrying a man two inches shorter. 🙂 All I have to say is that God has a major sense of humour…and that I’m so glad I didn’t try to strictly follow my list or else I would have missed one of the best gifts in my life!
Do you play basketball? Hahaha–I just had to do it. 🙂
😛 Seriously! I got that all the time too! Actually, I STUNK at basketball…I was a ballerina instead. 🙂
I envy both of you ladies your height. My husband, at 6’3″ is a foot taller than I am. When we were in college, my roommate was 5’11”. When she wore her long hair up, she added another four or five inches to her height. Her boyfriend at the time was considerably shorter than she was. She came in one night after a date and asked me, “Mikell, do you know why short girls date and marry tall boys and why tall girls date and marry short boys?”
I told her, “No, I didn’t know the answer to that one.”
She looked at me very solemnly and said, “I have finally figured it out. LOVE.”
Like Jessica, I believe it is because God knows best what we really need in our lives. And I thank him for that, even though every time I ask my husband to please reach something up high for me, I know that I’ll hear, “You should have grown up.”
For the record, I met him when we were both eleven. At that time, I was a bit taller than him, and my voice was deeper. He continued to grow; I did not. : )
That is a wonderful story!
Your roommate was so right…I love it!
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This could get ugly…Please note that all of my friends are liars. Unless they say good things about me. 🙂
I loved reading your “ten things,” and I love Heidi’s comments as well. Perhaps more of your personal friends will reveal even more fun things about you. : )
#10–Heidi speaks truth.
#6–I needed a picture of me in heels standing next to you. 🙂
#1–I know! The kids didn’t recognize me. But, while I was born with super curly hair, it went straight. For years, I had straight hair. Then, when I hit puberty, it went psycho on me. It’s been curly ever since. Interestingly enough, that was also around the time I discovered coffee. Correlation? I think so.
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1. the first picture: how did your mom get your hair so straight? I have never seen your hair straight.
6. You did not mention your major passion for wearing high heels ( this coming from your friend who is 5′)
10. if the kids stay in their jammies all day, does it matter if it takes them all day to do their math? then they are ready for bed.