Feeling Guilty

This morning I woke up feeling guilty for not being self-confident. I know that is one of the things that Mr. Thinkin' was attracted to when we first met. Now six years later I feel like a mess, and he probably gets tired of my whining. I would be if the tables were turned. I guess that makes me pretty self-centered or human. Two goals: to bring back the laughter. When Mr. Thinkin' and I can just giggle and get over things, life is so much better. Secondly, self-affirmation. I need to stop looking outside of myself to determine how I feel.

Church was really good yesterday, and after not being thrilled with the election of the new Pope, I have a renewed faith that I can be a Catholic. I was scoping the congregation for potential moms for the new mom's group. There seem like a ton.

Along the guilty lines I finally snapped at Plus One for the screaming. I wanted to just hide I felt so bad. He was just frustrated and why I let a 10 month old get the better of me is beyond me. Poor little guy just looked at me like, "Jeeze Mom you don't have to be mean."

I am off to do laundry and menu plan for the week.