Not much happened today. I was able to catch a midday nap when #2 took a nap. It was nice.
O has some sort of weird cold. She has a cough but only at certain parts of the day. It’s worse at night. She complains that her mouth hurts but refuses medicine. She was a cranky butt for most of today.
Any time I looked in the mirror today, there was a moment of shock. Oh yeahhhh… I chopped off my hair! It’s not just pulled back into a weirdly tight ponytail. I head banged today. It was interesting and weird. Haha.
Lazy lazy day. As much as one can be while taking care of two small people.
This is the transformation I just made on myself…
I have never done anything like it before. Not only was it the first time I cut my own hair, but it is also the first time I’ve had my hair this short. It’s < an inch.
I love it.
A big part of why it happened is because of the downward spiral that is being a new parent. Life is hard. It could he harder, I recognize that, but it seems as though our life before this was about as easy as you can take it while still participating in society. So now it feels extra hard.
Among teething children who both cry and are clingy at the same time, and a little tiff with the hubs (we have since made up), AND my PPD isn’t getting better, my coping skills are completely depleted, and I needed to do SOMETHING.
The extreme amount of apathy I felt in that moment required release; something dramatic without major consequence.
So this was it.
And I love it.
Goddamn it feels good.
Though, my head isn’t used to it. It feels like my hair is pulled back into a tight ponytail. I try to swing it sometimes, but there isn’t anything there. It’s very weird. I like it.
Tomorrow, or sometime soon, I’m gonna get it touched up with a professional. It’s pretty awesome.