After a long day it always seems so easy to wonder if you are truly doing a good job as a mother. Many things run through your mind like, did I do enough? What can I do better on tomorrow? How many more times am I going to have to tell Eric this? Will Lindsay ever be fully potty trained? Are the toys growing... why don't they fit in that spot anymore?

Being pregnant takes enough out of me, adding on homework and toddlers doesn't help. I start to feel very drained and pretty much useless. I don't think that makes me terribly effective as a parent. I always hope I am doing enough, making a difference in their lives and that at some point it will be noticed.

Today I was slightly reassured. After I sneezed Lindsay said, "Bless you mommy." I did tell her thank you, but I was completely shocked that she knew to say that and even at the right time! She has a habit of saying "damn it" every time something drops or goes wrong. So I'm glad to know that somewhere along the road she picked up some good manners too. I guess it really is the little things in life!

Maybe I'll feel better in 5 weeks and 2 days...