Just Another Ordinary Tale of Motherhood

So Liam's teething. Last night he woke up a billion and three times and my groggy mommy brain didn't figure out his teeth were bothering him till around 5am. Poor guy suffered all night. Mommy and Daddy did to, as the only way he would sleep was if he was being held. He's not itty-bitty anymore, so holding him and trying to sleep is not the most comfortable way to go. BUT for the first time in his 12 months on this earth, I actually appreciated the jiggle in my upper arms. They were cushy enough for him to snuggle and promptly fall asleep.

In all other aspects, I hate how my arms look after my pregnancy with Liam. Last night they finally served a useful purpose, and I'm grateful for that. I still want Jennifer Aniston-like toned arms, but I suppose that can wait until Liam's finished cutting his teeth. Because right now on my list of priorities, sleeping is way higher than toned arms.

Despite our sleepless night, I still managed to get the three of us out the door this morning to make my hair appointment. Yes, today I was THAT woman who drags her kids to the hair salon. I had scheduled and re-scheduled 3 or 27 times to get my hair cut only to have my plans thwarted every time by Jake's work schedule. I gave up on the hair cut, but HAD to get my bangs trimmed. They were just too long to handle any more and pinning them back is just not an option. The world does not need to be subject to the massive space between my eyebrows and hairline that is my forehead. It's more like a sevenhead.

I went in armed with sippy cups, snacks, toys, a shark-hatted almost 3 year old and his teething, tired, snotty little brother. I have the best stylist (Kim) in the world. She got Javen set up with some candy in a chair right next to Liam's stroller and had my bangs trimmed in under three minutes. Then she helped Javen put his coat and hat back on, wiped Liam's nose and helped me and my crew out the door.

So yes, I may be exhausted. I may have jiggly arms. I may be covered in snot, assorted breakfast and lunch crumbs and slobber from the teething drool monster. But my bangs are trimmed and I can see.

I think I deserve an award.

Or at least a shower and a nap.

P.S. My computer is still in the shop. No word yet as to when it will be fixed. Fingers crossed it's soon.