It's the little things that sometimes make the biggest difference.
I've mentioned before that I am lucky in my friends. This morning, very early, two of my oldest girlfriends met me for breakfast at a diner because that was the only time I could find for myself this weekend. As I apologized for making them schlep out so early (one of them just got in from NY at 2 am), they very sincerely said that they were just happy to see me and if that meant losing a little sleep it was no big deal.
I got enough warm fuzzies off of that to last me through the month.
Later on, Simon demonstrated his best attempt at self care yet. He undressed himself at bath-time, using BOTH hands and needing minimal assistance. He even put his clothes in the hamper (now, if I can only teach his dad that trick...).
Simon was very pleased with himself, and we applauded after each garment was removed, down to his sweet little socks.