Hello! I’m still alive! Fall has started out rough, and we may still be sniffling and coughing, but we made it through the birthday season. I want to share what went down!
The kids’ birthdays are a little over a month apart, and I am usually crazy(ier than normal) for weeks before the big party days.
Good Rainy Tuesday if you’re in the Northeast this morning!
I’m thinking swimming lessons at the outdoor pool will be a no-go today.
But that’s not what this is really about. Let me get back on track.
A couple of years ago, when my kids were a year and three years old, I was dealing with lots of stress. Staying home with two whiny (I mean, wonderful!) toddlers with postpartum anxiety issues left me slightly unstable.
One night, during that difficult time, I went to the bathroom and did a quick turn to view the back of my previously luxurious bottom-of-shoulder-blade length cascading ringlets. I was mortified. I hadn’t been taking care of myself, and it showed. Oh, my stars, did it show!
Now, it’s been years since I adopted the motto “business in the front, party in the back.” To me, as it pertains to hair, that always meant that if the front of my hair was presentable, I was all good. I can’t see the back of my head anyway, so why sweat the small stuff.