the hair post

I’ve whined about feeling yuck-o in this postpartum body once already (ok, more than once…unless you ONLY read this blog and don’t follow me on twitter, facebook, or know me in real life.  Then I totally only whined about it once).

Aside from the zit farm on the right side of my chin, the other things are starting to get better.

I suppose.

I mean, my hair isn’t falling out in clumps anymore.  Well, not HUGE clumps.

But I am left with hair so thin I can see my scalp.  I remember this from after Eddie was born.  Other than in middle school, postpartum hair is definitely the worst hair I have ever had.

Also it has been so hot lately that the hair that is left on my head wants to shellack itself to my neck via constant sweat.

Therefore my hair has a uniform lately…


As up as it can get.

Nothing cute.  Nothing fancy.  Just…up.

Wait…you say you want this look?

If you too want the messy, sweaty mom hair look, follow these steps:

  1. Go at LEAST one day without washing your hair.
  2. Pin the hair that qualifies as “bangs” back out of your face with at least 2 bobby pins.
  3. Gather all the long hair into a hairy twisty.  Sloppiness counts.
  4. For all those short back hairs that don’t fit up into grab a clip.  Makes no difference if it matches anything.
  5. Throw on a headband to keep the fly aways out of your face.  Again, matching is not necessary.
  6. For anything that is still sticking up, attack with bobby pins.  For me? I use anywhere from 5 to 573498572394 bobby pins.
  7. If you are still concerned about everything staying put (usually if your hair is clean), spray the snot out of it with hairspray.

This look works best with any array of colorful wife beater-style tank tops paired with yoga pants and flip flops.

Aww.  Look at that. I can still see evidence of my last salon visit in February before Charlie was born.  I got color, cut, and highlights.

I used to love getting my hair done.


Huh.  I can also see my scalp….because my part is twice as twice as wide as it used to be.

Stupid postpartum hair loss.

I mean…this is totally the “in” look.

And so are those greys that are sprouting in place of the luscious brown hairs.

Yeah. Totally.

Or at least that’s what I tell myself.

What was the worst postpartum body change for you?

Luck? Be a Lady, Would You?

I’ve been told matching double digits is lucky.

You know…like 22, 44, 66.

Well it’s 2011.  The year?  is ’11.

I decided when the clock struck midnight and 2010 was gone that this WAS going to be a lucky year.

Also?  In 11 days I turn 33.

Luck is all over that, right?

Well, I am going to totally push that luck.

I have mentioned that I am trying GOING to go to BlogHer in August.  It is a pricey trip.  I have been busting my writing hump to earn some coins to add to the jar…you remember the jar, yes?

throwing in any dollars I can find!

Cort took the jar idea one step further…because he knows that his wife is a visual learner and information processor…and created this for me:

that is a looong way to the top!

So my first Luck Button that I am pressing is the Mom Central grant contest.  You can vote for me to be in the running for a $2,000 grant by voting for me every 24 hours here.  You can also read my proposal there for what I would use the money for.

The other Luck Button I have started pushing has really nothing to do with blogging.  It has all to do with me wanting something beautiful for us.

That’s right, I entered Eddie in a photo contest.  The pictures with the Top Ten votes get put up in front of a panel of judges to possibly win the awesomest piece of art EVER.

This is the pictured I entered…


It’s number 94 in the line up on the Modern Bird facebook fan page.  And yes, the lovely Missy took this picture!

What do you think?  Is ’11 going to be a lucky year for us?  It’s proven itself so far with job news for Cortney and bloggy love for me!

Will you help push Luck along for us?