What Happens in Vegas

My mom and I went to Las Vegas last week to visit my sister. My sister was supposed to be a boy. She was born on April Fools Day and turned out to be a girl. We called her Bruce for a while because we didn't have any girl names ready. I've always been so grateful that she was a girl. I love that our daughters are close to the same age (her twins turned one on September 4). I hope they'll be great friends throughout their lives.

It was a good visit and I especially have to thank my sister for two things:

1. Letting me know that it's okay if I don't get dressed until just before David comes home and that it's not the end of the world if I go three days without a shower. I can't even tell you the load of guilt that has lifted off of me.

2. Cutting my hair SHORT. I finally feel like me again. David liked my hair long, so for the first six years of our marriage, I just trimmed it. It was waist length and it was fun to have long hair, but it just didn't feel like me. I got it cut to my shoulder blades not long after we got Baylie, but this time I had her cut it short - to my chin. And to my surprise (and his), David really likes it. He says it makes me look younger!

I'm grateful to my sister for her example. I'm so lucky to have her and my sisters-in-law, Dianne and Shanelle, who are already expert moms. It's so nice to be able to call them for advice when I have questions or concerns. I'm glad that soon Bethany will be a mom too. Maybe she'll even ask me for advice once in a while - now that's a scary thought!