If I know one truth about myself, it's that with the exception of feeding and clothing myself and my children, there are very few things I manage to do everyday. I don't even wash my face everyday. And sometimes, (eek) I even forget to brush my teeth.
For five months I've been doing everything but posting here. I had lost something that gave me the courage, the boldness, the confidence to do the thing that I love to do, but often find scary...
My 7-year old lost a tooth yesterday, put it under his pillow last night, and when he woke up, it was still sitting there under his pillow, in the pocket of his tooth-shaped tooth pillow...