Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Hair Stuff

I just refuse to look normal in photos. Can't take myself too seriously, you know. I'm a little windblown after a long walk with a not-wanting-to-nap baby (sleeping in the Moby here, by the way).

After contemplating a big chop for quite some time, I finally did it yesterday, about an hour after submitting final grades. I hate debuting a new haircut in front of students. I really needed a new look, and my long hair was driving me up the wall. When Sam turned about 3 months, all that extra hair I had accumulated during pregnancy starting falling out en masse, and my long strands were all over the house, stuck to Sam's drooly face, and clogging up our drains. It had to go.

And since I don't post a lot of photos of myself here, this is what I looked like in January on an especially good hair day. 

It feels good. 

I've also recently experimented with using baking soda and vinegar in place of shampoo and conditioner (inspired by Ashley a million years ago). After just one day, I was a convert, although I'm still trying to use up some conditioner. Vinegar really does soften and detangle if you can believe it. 

There's the hair update I know you've all been yearning for. 

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

5 Months


Months 3-5 have been ... I don't even know where to start. Confusing. Tiring. Occasionally joyful. But mostly just really really difficult. The first couple of months were easy--and even I could see that at the time--but the emotional roller coaster has officially begun. Sam's going through some big changes now, and each day and night is different from the one before. I'm trying to understand it and not fight it, and most important, I'm trying not to feel like a failure.

I think I've finally learned my lesson: DON'T GOOGLE THINGS. Babies do their thing. I can encourage him to do my thing, but in the end, the baby will do what he has to. I'm just here to make funny noises and be drooled on.

In other news --

Sam lost a bunch of hair but still kept most of it. He grew some eyebrows, though. 

We took our first trip with the baby at the very beginning of April. We just spent a couple days in Monterey visiting friends. It was stressful at first, but I'm really glad we did it because now we're all more comfortable going out places.

For a while, he stopped liking being in a sling, so we got in the habit of carrying him around. It's funny how many parents I see with an empty stroller and their baby in their arms. We recently tried wearing him again, and he was okay with it, so now I sometimes take him for long walks.

Just before he hit 4 months, he laughed for the first time. I said before that I didn't want him to start laughing because his silent smile just killed me and I didn't want that to change, but I take it back. Silent smiles are great, but so is laughter. His eyes get squinty and you can see some subtle dimples. He hasn't been babbling as much these days, but laughter is a nice replacement. 

He weighed in at 17 pounds at his 4-month doctor's appointment. Go, breastmilk! Speaking of, breastfeeding used to consume my entire day, and I finally understood why some women choose to formula feed. It was intense. Now, though, it's no big deal, and obviously, it's working.

At 4 1/2 months, he rolled over for the first time. He went back-to-belly, which I hear is the unconventional way babies perform their first roll-over, and watch me be 0% surprised my son is already unconventional. 

EC is coming along. He seems to be responding to the "pee" sound we make most of the time now. 

Babies seem to be everywhere! How did I not notice just how many babies there are out and about? We now do that thing where we ooh and aah over other people's babies and they ask, "How old?" and we're like grocery store BFFs for 10 seconds.

I found this company that sells simple, affordable baby clothes. Unfortunately, we prefer rompers or shirt/pants to onesies, and it's too hot for the long sleeved items now, but I like the concept anyway. Instead, we recently bought him some drop-crotch (too legit) pants that grow with him!

Take care, everyone. Thanks for reading.

Sunday, May 8, 2016

Mothers Day

Here we are. Blurry. Just after a midday bath after a couple of spit-up-ful days. Sam is on the verge of crying because he couldn't seem to nap all morning. I, too, am in need of a nap (I won't get) after he woke up at 1 a.m. the night before and didn't want to go back to sleep. I'm in a nursing tank/pajamas because it was a day I didn't have to go in to work, and I no longer wear real clothing unless absolutely necessary.

"Hey, let's take a selfie." 

Happy Mothers Day, to my own mom and all my mom friends out there.