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I can clearly remember thinking to myself as a teenager, "God, I wish I'd been born blond." and/or "Why won't MY boobs grow????"  "I have SUCH a huge stomach!"

All these thoughts occurring to me a good 15 years before having kids and a broken marriage, of course.  I look back at pictures of myself from when I was young and have to laugh at the warped image I had of myself back then.  
Imagine if I could have had some insight into my potential future back then.  Where were MY 3 ghosts on Christmas Eve pasts to show me my future?   If I had been more worried about making the right choices in life than I was about what size my insanely small belly was, things could have turned out so differently for me.   I will never go as far as to wish my whole past away, because without my past, I wouldn't have my sons.   I'd do it all a million times for the sake of giving those two boys life.

So now, I need to really shape up and start making better choices.  My job NOW is to make sure that their lives are well spent.  That THEY live the right way and make the smart choices.  For their happiness, and for my own satisfaction in knowing that all of this hell that I deal with now is not in vain.

That's all I can do now... try to do the right thing for the boys.  With that said, bigger boobs, a flat stomach and blond hair would be nice.