Three Confessions Quiz

I read this on KelticKaos's blog and decided to do it. My confessions may not be as dramatic as hers but still required a lot of soul searching on my part.

Rules: Post three (3) confessions in your blog or journal. They can be as personal as you want them to be, so use your discretion. Write about your habits or idiosyncrasies, or something you did as a child... Anything at all. Most importantly, however, they must be something you've never written about in your blog or journal before. Once finished, tag/invite three different readers to do the quiz on their blog or journal.

1. First confession
I daydream a lot. And I mean a lot. When I'm in the shower, I practise my Oscar speech. When I'm driving, I pretend I'm a guest on Oprah. Although lately it's been the Ellen show. When I'm lying in bed trying to fall asleep, I imagine my conversation with Edward Norton. Usually we're stranded airline passengers and we get talking to pass the time and he falls in love with me (but of course!!) but I can't marry him because I don't want to live a celebrity's life and I don't want him to quit acting because that's what made me fall in love with him in the first place...blah..blah..blah. So you can see why it usually takes me 1 hour to actually fall asleep.

2. Second confession
I once put a few drops of washing liquid into my brother's milk when we were kids. I think I was 8 and he was 5 at the time. I was mad at him for something, most probably my mom had scolded me for something HE did. [Hints for moms; Do not blame your eldest for everything that happens in the house, he/she WILL take it out on the actual perpetrator behind your back]. I remember not feeling at all guilty at the time, but I was praying for my brother's life that night when he couldn't sleep because he had a tummy ache.

3. Third confession
After three miscarriages, I fear I may never be able to get pregnant again. A subset of this fear is the fact I may never be able to provide hubby with a son. Although he says he doesn't mind. Which is probably true. But still, a part of me would feel like a total failure for not having more children / a son.


I'm supposed to tag three people but I'm not going to. Anyone who wants to do this tag, let me know in the comments and I'll come visit your blog. Here's to reading better, juicier confessions than mine..tee hee hee..