Maintence Required

My name is Megan. I am married to my wonderful husband. Chris, and have 2 fantastic children, Madelyn - 19mo, and Augustus - 6 weeks (wheel of fortune moment, sorry). Today I was driving home from an empowering trip to the York Public Library (nothing really happened but when I get out with both of them without incident, it is a personal feet) when I noticed, again, that my maintenance required light is on. I was listening to In Spite of Ourselves by John Prine, loud enough to divert attention from screaming children, but not too loud as to become a safety hazard. Usually when I notice the light is on I become quite down..thinking..ugh, I know nothing about cars, why is it on? I bet it's some ridiculously priced part that is incredibly hard to reach, thus requiring hours of intensive labor to be fixed - which we can not afford. and more ridiculous internal dialogue, where i am on the side of the road w/ 2 kids and a dead car and no cell coverage. rational - no, honest - yes. Anyway, it occurred to me that it would be nice if we had the same light on our person. To let us know that some part of us isn't quite 100% and requires (and deserves) a diagnostic work up. So, this is my work up. Having just watched Julie/Julia (good movie) a blog came to mind. I'm not sure where this will go, or what the focus will be, but this is the beginning of my personal maintence.