My Cleaning Caleb

I just have to brag on my kid for a moment. Tonight, I asked Caleb to pick up his toys and put them in his basket. He picked up all his cars and put them away and then picked up his shoes and took them upstairs and put them in the closet and shut the door. I am so proud. I think my example is rubbing off on him, now if only I could get my example to rub off on Shawn.....

Speaking of Shawn, he'll be home soon and I am excited to have a day of pampering. I am planning to get my hair cut and colored and my brows waxed. I really need it. I have been feeling like a worn out old hag lately. Nothing about me feels feminine. I have been wearing tennis shoes everyday, sweat pants that don't squeeze the belly, and Shawn's t-shirts. And if I comb my hair it must be a day that I'm going in to see my doctor, only because I don't want her to think I'm depressed...which I can say at this point, I am not. I'm anxious, but not depressed.