when we decided that we were going to have a second baby i knew it was time to grow out my hair. i'm a short hair girl. my hair is fine and thin, which means it is limp when it is long. one of the nice things about pregnancy is that your hair stops falling out, and i knew this was my last chance at trying to have nice long hair. well, i pretty much wore it pulled back every day. it turns out i don't really like the feel of hair on my neck. and now that i haven't been pregnant for a few months, all of that hair that didn't fall out while i was pregnant now is. combine all of that with having a body that is still in transition and you end up with a frumpy feeling mama.
a new haircut was in order. so much lighter and easier! while it doesn't change the fact that i still only have one pair of pants that fit right now (and i'm too cheap to buy another pair), it at least helps with feeling blah. my friend and i were talking over lunch this week about personal style and how it is difficult to not fall into a rut when you're raising small children. i look pretty great in a pencil skirt, but i can't sit on the floor and play blocks while wearing one. i know this is just a phase, or as my midwife says 'mothering is a season,' but it feels unending while in it. so i will enjoy my new hair style, but continue to wear my uniform of jeans and a hoodie. soon it will be warmer and the season will dictate another change, and by then i'll fit into more of my clothes and this will all seem like a distant memory.
sorry for the iphone photos. i haven't perfected the art of self-portraits with my nice camera...