When I went to China I had very convincing reason to NOT chew on my nails - it was disgustingly dirty there and well, I just didn't want any diseases. So, as I returned to the US, I thought about how I had gone a week (and mind you it wasn't easy) and why shouldn't I try for another one? My nails were longer than ever before - I could honestly see a white tip! So, here I am at 5 weeks and 4 days, and I'm holding strong. I've lost a couple (when there's a snag it's hard to resist) but really, I've never had long, pretty nails. In fact when I first painted my nails, I got some funny reactions:
Hunter: What are you doing? (painting my nails) Oh, you NEVER do that, why do girls do that anyway?
Cole: What are you doing? (Painting my nails) That's soooo WEIRD! Why? I don't get it.
Danny on the other hand exclaimed, "Mommy you look pretty!"
I really have to fight that urge to bite off my nails daily, I know it's pathetic - but really, it's been a habit I've tried to break for as long as I can remember! I'm grateful for the sparkly nail polish that makes me feel so girly and even a pinch pretty!
