Speaking openly about poop
"Did she poop?" has become a daily question to my infant daughter's babysitter. My mom group friends and I discuss shades, textures, and frequency of poop as if we're sharing what we're cooking for dinner tonight. I went to friends for suggestions about how to deal with "solid food poop" in cloth diapers. Poop is no longer taboo; it is a way of life.
Wearing my hair in a ponytail
There are a lot of reasons you'll rarely see my hair down anymore. I don't have a lot of time to spend on myself in the morning, so it's easy to just throw my hair back. My baby thinks my hair is a pull-toy, so I'd rather keep it out of her reach. After I had the baby, my hair started falling out like a cat sheds, so I was hoping a ponytail would minimize the damage. And frankly, I have bigger fish to fry than the hair critics.
Sharing all things baby… with everyone
I can't help it. It seems unfair to withhold any picture I take of my daughter. Every milestone, her insane growth rate, her amazing smile, each new outfit she wears - I just feel compelled to chronicle it all on Facebook. You may not be interested in the fact that she babbled "dada" today or that she's outgrowing her last clothes size, but my pride and excitement just kind of bubbles over without a filter from time to time.
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