Yesterday we took Brook to Mojo’s for a treat (it’s a frozen yogurt shop).  She received a positive report from her teacher this week, which Travis and I thought deserved a little kudos seeing that she was the devil child last week.  For a better understanding of what I mean click here…

Anyway, we were eating our frozen treats and I looked across the way at White House / Black Market and asked Travis if we could stop in so I can look around.  I have nothing to wear since the only clothes I have are maternity clothes or clothes I used to fit in before I was pregnant.  On Saturday, I am hanging out with my girlfriend Shannon and I wanted to feel pretty.  So, I went in totally expecting to find something fabulous.

I found a few items to try on and I got into the dressing room.  Oh, how horrible of an experience that was.  Same ole story, nothing looks good on the body I have now and I start to go into a serious depression about what I am looking at in the mirror.  The saleslady kept asking me how I was doing and my response was, “I’d be great if I didn’t have this body…it makes all the clothes look horrible!”  To that she replied, “well, at least you have a beautiful family.”  My god she is right!  Sometimes others have to remind me…because I tend to forget what’s really important once in awhile.