I agree with all of the above plus
I thought I'd only go to restaurants that serve organic meat.
I thought I'd never skip more than a day of walking. The dog's leash is getting dusty, and he ate a book last night because he hadn't been walked all week.
I thought I'd have met with a financial planner, had a will written, and figured out college funds. I barely remembered to pay the bills last month, and haven't balanced my last three statements
I thought I'd spend lots of time contemplating the spiritual aspects of pregnancy, taking belly photos weekly and being going to dream group to help me understand my pregnancy. We have 3 pictures of me so far.
I thought a couple of my friends would be fascinated by my pregnancy-can you say "eyes glazed over."
I thought I'd have the replacement windows in, the exterior of the house painted, the backyard finished, figured out exactly how furniture in several rooms had to shift to accommodate baby. The only thing that has actually happened is that the painter is here this week. That wasn't even really on my list.
I thought DH and I would spend a lot to time talking about parenting, birth, cloth diapering, discipline, and spend the evenings staring in rapt attention at the miracle of my belly. HA!
I thought I would have an all organic/green nursery picked out. I haven't bought a single organic piece of clothing.
I thought I would pour over the books that obsessed me when I was TTC. Haven't touched them. Don't even ask what DH's pile looked like.
The oddest thing is that most of it doesn't bother me. I thought life would stop, but it hasn't. Good lesson for parenthood. I wish I was in better shape and DH and I had spent more time together, but we're finally starting to. The rest will happen or not when it happens. Another good lesson for parenthood, letting go of expectations.