A New Look

Ah, the changes motherhood makes on a body! For weeks, my hair has been falling out by the fistful. A common postpartum occurrance, but it’s also made worse by the temporary birth control I’m using for the next few months.

Oh, you didn’t know that hair loss is a known side effect of the depo shot? Oh, yes. It is. You can visit my bedroom and bathroom for evidence, if you want. It’s an alarming thing, lathering your hair in the shower and feeling your hair just slide off your scalp into your hands. I was aware of that side effect as much as one can be as they skim the list of side effects when deciding whether or not to take a medication. Continue reading

Made It

We made it to June! And I finally got a “bump photo” with Martin in it.

This week, I’ve had my final medical appointments, and tomorrow is my last day at work. This was the time when I went into labor with my son three weeks before his due date, so we’re all kinda holding our breath, hoping to stick to schedule this time. Continue reading

The Dance

My sweet girl went to her first formal dance last week. Her middle school organized it as a last special event for the eighth graders before they all head off to high school.

Since we’re putting all three kids into the German school system beginning next year, this may be the only opportunity for Miss C to attend a formal dance. So, we allowed her to invite a friend — a fellow American who lives in our village — as her date.  Continue reading

Clown Pants

My sister sent me these pants, insisting they were made from real gossamer fairy wings. I am tempted to wear them in public for the sole purpose of having an airline or sanctimonious mom blogger chastise me for my indecency, but that would require too much energy. Continue reading

Monday Fashion

On Mondays, we wear red, purple, and denim.

Because we wear pink on Wednesdays. (Ha, ha!)

I got an earlier-than-normal start to my day today, which meant syncing up with my oldest as she got ready for school. It was fun having a sounding board to chat hair, clothes, and make-up!

She’s at the right height and size to start wearing some of my smaller clothes now … obviously the ones that do not fit me at the moment. This happens unintentionally sometimes. Her Dad gets confused because everything looks the same to him now. So, her items end up in my closet, and my items end up in hers ALL THE TIME.

As life speeds up and gets crazier, I’m thankful for these moments with my kiddo.

Printed Pants and a Superhero

A few months ago, I bemoaned online how hard it is to find maternity pants over here.

My friend Jennie in Virginia immediately went out and hit the thrift stores, buying up ALL the black and gray maternity pants, plus these printed maroon skinny pants.

“Skinny and printed!?!” I asked.

She thought the print was cute. Continue reading

First Date

Our oldest went on her first date this evening.

He’s Italian-American, the son of family friends visiting from Italy this week. She invited him to her middle-school dance tonight.

Martin drove them. I reassured Martin this evening, telling him not to worry as Miss C is exactly like me when I was her age. There’s no emoji yet that matches his reaction to that.

I served with his mom in the Air Force, and they’ve known each other since they were 13 months old. (Their birthdays are weeks apart.) Our families got together often for playdates when we all lived in DC at the same time.

They had both sets of parents waiting for them when they got home, ready to talk ALL about it!

By all accounts, they had a great time, and we saw pics of them tearing up the dance floor with her friends.

Ahhh, middle school.