Well since there is nothing to talk about on the front of the baby, because this month was canceled before it even started. I have to go on birth control pills starting today. Anyway I got this from here.
Something I hate about myself:
There are so many, but if I had to choose just one it would be my teeth. I have an overbite. It is a genetic thing. My mom had it and I got it and my daughter has it. It get worse with each generation. Mine was worse than my mom’s and my daughter’s is worse than mine. Anyway in 4th grade I got braces, headgear the whole nine yards. Nothing was helping fix the overbite, the braces were doing it’s job of straightening my teeth. The summer between my freshman and sophomore year I had jaw surgery. They purposely broke my jaw and put it back so I wouldn’t have an overbite. Those were the good days. Come to find out they did the surgery too early and due to at least one more growth spurt my teeth are buck again. When my husband and I separated I had huge self esteem problem as you can imagine, and whitened my teeth because they were gross. Once white I felt good about my teeth for the first time since the surgery, and then someone took a picture of me smiling and I looked like Mr. Ed. It was ALL teeth. Anyway so that is that, I hate my teeth and the way I think they may me look.
I’m starting this challenge on Monday because I have an obsession with starting things on Mondays. You can imagine how thrilled I was when I discovered November starts on Monday…
Ouch! You had to have your jaw broken. Eesh. You think these dentists would know when the proper time to do the surgery came about…