Excuses, Excuses...

Want to know the best way to be able to use excuses and get away with it?  Pregnancy.  I didn't realize what a powerful tool pregnancy could be in this category until this past week.  Remember...my brain is a little slow (and you are completely forgiving me now, right??).  I was on a panel for new students at the community college where I work.  I answered questions about tutoring, library,and accommodative services.  We had two days of responding to the same questions 3 times each day.  It was very informative for the students, but also a bit monotonous for the panel.  At the end of the sixth time delivering the same information, I exclaimed to my coworker how I was going back to my office for a nap.  (*Disclaimer-Of course, I was kidding, though it would be awesome...in case my boss takes a gander at this).  My coworker responded with, "I agree.  At least you have an excuse" and my secret weapon was discovered.

"I'm hungry...and I've already eaten six pizzas."  Response?  You are pregnant...eat as much as you need.

"I'm tired...and I slept all night plus took a nap."  Response?  You are pregnant...sleep as long as you need.

Hysterical crying...

Obnoxious gas...

Horrific tantrums...

Breathlessness at walking three steps...

Walking into the kitchen for my wallet and forgetting it all three consecutive times...(this actually happened this afternoon)...

It all boils down to people giving me the pass because of my pregnancy.  As one gracious friend told me yesterday, "You are creating a human being."  

While I will try not to abuse my new super power, it certainly could become a useful tool.  I would also not become pregnant just in an effort to earn this privilege.  While it's awesome for now, it has dire consequences.  1) The whole morning sickness, yuckiness that accompanies the beginning of pregnancy, 2) 18 years of a child trying to cop excuses at you...  and 3) What is 3 again?  Sorry...I can't remember...pregnancy *sigh.