It's normal to spend 2 hours researching crib skirts, right?
It's normal to listen to your earbuds so loud your husband can hear every word of the song you're listening to, right?
It's normal to be thrilled for summer weather, but look at the sweaters hanging in your closet longingly, right?
It's normal to eat lowfat Greek yogurt for breakfast, quinoa, snap peas, blueberries, and lemon water for lunch and 3 pieces of supreme pizza for dinner with a chocolate chip cookie chaser, right?
It's normal to research real estate in Waco after watching Fixer Upper, right?
It's normal to have a stack of magazines but you save them for bathtub reading material because you don't trust yourself with an actual book in a bubble bath, right?
It's normal to set 6 alarms every morning, just 3 minutes apart, right?
It's normal to listen to "Don't Ever Grow Up" by Taylor Swift on repeat and cry the whole car ride home because your baby in utero will be big and grown up one day, right?
It's normal to plan a super sweet lesson but then keep putting it off for when you can milk a solid 40 minutes out of it because if you squeeze it in during the last 20 minutes of the day, you feel like your efforts were wasted, right?
It's normal to put "make tomorrow's to do list" on today's to do list, right?
It's normal to go to bed at 9:00, but then not sleep till 10:00 because of timehop, pinterest, and facebook, right?
It's normal to get in a 6 car line at the Starbucks drive thru even though you know you could be in and out in less than 2 cars worth of time, right?
It's normal to send your hubby texts and pics of various celebrities with them so it's like they are the ones saying the text you wrote, right?
It's normal to get so sick of your own name when you're a teacher, right?
It's normal to get slightly uneasy when your Bath and Body Works soaps do not match the season you are currently in, right?
It's normal to write reminders to yourself on post its and put them in your lunchbox because you're guaranteed to not forget to look there, right?
It's normal to want to travel the world but then realize you're really at your happiest in your own bed with your own things, right?
It's normal to squirt your foundation onto the top of your hand before applying because that's what they do at the makeup counter, right?
What are your "It's normal, right" questions?!