The unexpected things I say...

Becoming a mom opens a whole new world to those of us who "used to be" various different things. For one, modesty goes right out the window once you've giving birth and have had half the hospital staff standing around to witness the event. After that you figure what the hell. Also various topics that were not considered dinner conversation are now totally acceptable. Discussing my son's bowel activity while enjoying spaghetti and meatballs is quite common nowadays. Hell, I might even be eating, stop to change an overloaded diaper and come back to the table without skipping a beat.

Only recently have I realized how sometimes I answer people's questions. A guy I work with today complimented me on how much weight I have lost and that I was looking great. When asked what I was doing, I mindlessly went into how I haven't had time to exercise much but how since I am still breast feeding and pumping at work seems to be melting the pounds away. Was this really something he wanted to hear. I have no clue. Do I care? Not really. Hey, he asked, I was only being honest.

I used to have manners as well. In the past, if someone commented on how I looked I would simply say thank you and then continue to be self conscience for the remainder of time I thought people we staring at me. Was I dressed inappropriately? Were my pants too tight? Was my ass too big? Exposing my goodies was not high up on my list. Not so much anymore. Instead of saying thank you now, I say, "I know. It's amazing what breast feeding can do for the body, eh?" Or the ever popular comment on how cute my kid is to which I respond, "I know. He really is the cutest thing ever. Mommy did a good job."

Apparently, motherhood comes with the ability to speak in third person to anyone who will listen. This is funny to me since that was something that would annoy me in the past. Now I am probably El Presidente of the "I talk about myself in the third person" club. Aside from this, I also carry 7 months worth of pictures around and give a running commentary and every single one.

I love it! This new found loss of inhibitions is great. Who needs alcohol?