I went to bed with my hair wet and this photo was taken by Craig the next morning around 7:30. He had just gotten home from a night shift at the hospital and thought it was hilarious. Poor Hazel was just trying to have breakfast in peace.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
a falling out
My hair is falling out. It always happens around four months postpartum. Just when things are settling down...the baby's only getting up once in the night, she's content during the day, you're feeling normal and you've resumed regular physical activity...then your body jerks you back with this not-so-subtle reminder: hey honey, your still required to sacrifice--this time your lovely locks. Every time I swear that next time I'm just going to buzz it all off. So, if you see a picture of the "bald couple" pop up on this blog...don't be alarmed...it's just that I've had a "falling out" of sorts.