- Sleep in or whenever I please. I love my sleep. If I’m bored I’ll take a nap, just because. I can see that going out the window.
- Eat whatever I please. My poor SIL is learning the joys of constant heartburn and sensitivities to foods. Yuck. Poor thing.
- Drink. Wine. Bundy. Whatever. Even with young children I’d be a little paranoid to drink, I think, in case something went wrong and I had to face up at the hospital or somewhere recking {as in stinking, is that the correct spell check word even?} of wine…
- Spend what little money we currently have on myself. I don’t have to buy cute as a button baby clothes, sturdy -see how much I love my baby cots- or prams with wheels bigger than my car has.
- Eat sushi, deli meats and all the soft cheeses in the world. Bacteria, come and get me.
- Mop the floors (according one book my SIL read, this too is out of the window). Actually. Come to think of it. I hate mopping and don’t do it anyway. Strike that.
- Berate myself for being fat. I do so love a pity party about my weight and general fitness. I would loose all that great banter with myself. Oh what a shame that would be.
- Riding roller coasters or zipper rides. I mean really. How do people who fall pregnant give these up. What a tragedy. Now that i think about it, what about sky diving, bungy jumping and downhill skiing. Add them to the list.
- Write self indulgent posts and lists having a whinge about not being pregnant… And oh boy. What a shame to give THAT up.
So there it is. The things that I couldn’t do if I was pregnant right now that I like or love, love, love to do list. I definitely get the feeling I am forgetting something. What do you think? Got anything to add?

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