my hair comes out in chunks every time i take a shower; half because it’s part of postpardum joy, and half because teddy loves to grab it and pretend he’s swinging from it like some kind of insane indiana jones toddler. i told myself i was going to grow it out to my mid back, but there’s no way it’ll make it that far. what’s the lowest maintenance haircut/style available? that’s what i’d like, please.
the day after vivienne turned 4 months old i swear she intentionally said “mama”. she’s mastered rolling from her back to her tummy, and is trying so hard to inch her way forward. am i the only one who feels like the second baby grows up 1000% faster than the first? her auburn hair is lightening into a strawberry blonde. i can’t believe only a few months ago she was inside me.
i have no downtime. teddy and vivi refuse to nap at the same time for more than a few minutes these days. it’s exhausting. i can’t believe how much i took naptime for granted before i had vivienne. isn’t it funny how you think you’re exhausted until the next thing comes along?
teddy’s word for “girl” sounds remarkably close to his word for “squirrel”, and a few days ago at the library when a teenager handed him a book he responded, “oh thank you little fella” as though he was talking to his great-grandson. oh, and have i mentioned how his love of rescue vehicles results in the most ear-splitting siren noise that sends concerned looks our way anytime we’re out in public? i’ve been coaching him on making it quieter, and listen- it’s not going great. why be quiet when you could be explosive? anyone have the secret formula for teaching a toddler to have a semi-reasonable volume at the grocery store/park/library/church?
and guys, how do you deal with picky eaters? because i really would like my child to eat something other than chicken nuggets, potatoes in various forms, and the occasional piece of fruit. i’m not even trying to be hardcore healthy over here. i just want him to ingest something green once in a while.
i’ve been reading all the parenting books, and being a mom is still kicking my tail. this is hard.