Bald's in, right?

I know I shedded real bad after I had the boys, but that was nothing compared to how much hair I've lost since I had Bella. Its gotten to wear I might shower ever day, but I'm only wasing my hair twice a week. Each time I wash it then brush I seem to lose handfulls of hair. I found a knot in my hair before bed last night, so I went to the bathroom to see how big it was. With the slightest pressure I used to pull it from the back of my hair to the front the whole entire knot fell out. I just sat down and cried.
I've never really cared about my hair. My idea of making my hair decent is pulling it up, not necessarily brushed either. But this is ridiclous! I feel like each morning I'm going to wake up and be bald, I've even started having nightmares about it.

I have an addiction... to shopping!

I don't go crazy buying myself stuff, I hate buying stuff for myself, I always feel there's a better use for the money. But I go just a little wild when it comes to buying clothes for the kids. I can't help it. I see all these cute clothes and I think "Oh, Bella would look darling in that," or "Zach loves those kinds of shirts," or "Ryan would look so handsome in that." I mean once I start buying them clothes I can't stop! I have a feeling it goes back to when I was younger. We never had any nice clothes, we always got hand-me-downs from our cousins, and with me and my brother being the youngest in the family (not including my half-brother and sister since there's a 7 year gap between the brothers and a 9 year one between me and my sister) everything was really worn by the time it got to us. So, I just love buying the kids new, nice clothes. Shoot, they dress better and have a bigger wardrobe than John and I. I just spent $200 on fall/winter clothes for Bella, no one else, just her. And before the 30% discount it was $300! And seeing as how John banned me from buying her anything else (she has a closet full of summer clothes she still doesn't quite fit...) I have a feeling this might cause some issues. But she has no fall/winter clothes, so really this was a needed purchase...
Right?

Yeah, we do know we didn't wash our hands.

Okay, this will sound so gross, but Zach and I do not wash our hands when we go to the bathroom anywhere but at home and my moms. Yes, I know that sounds nasty, but there's a good reason for it. Zach and I have an extreme allergy to about 90% of soaps (and lotions and all other skin care products too). Zach's is so bad and when he started school last year I didn't even think to mention it to his teacher. Not even a week into school and his hands started turning red, developing sores, and the skin was peeling and cracking enough to where his hands were bleeding. A week after we got him to stop washing his hands at school they were almost completely healed. We never used soaps in public bathrooms because it causes me to break out in hives so he had never been exposed to any soap issues. I've never used or bought the boys any soaps that I know I am allergic to. So, what we do is rinse our hands with water, dry them, then use hand sanitizer. (Which we carry everywhere.)
I'm bringing this up because while John and I were in Disney World I encountered more evil and disgusted stares than I ever had because of this. Some people just whispered to each other, and others would inform that I forgot in tones varying from nice to flat out rude. One lady even went as far as to call me a liar, and then to tell the child with her that people can't really be allergic to soap and not to use the stall I left. WTF?! Even when I used the hand sanitizer in front of people they still brought it up. And I know Zach goes through the same thing at school, so in a way we're dreading the start of a new year and teacher and class. His teachers last year were so nice about it and explained it to the other students very well. But other kids not in his class always picked on him about it.
So, yeah, we don't wash our hands, we don't need other people pointing it out to us.

Its so on like Donkey Kong.

Okay, lets take a moment for a purely silly type post.
I like the Twilight books, not too crazy about the movie, but, eh, that's what you get when you make a movie with so many fantasy elements with a low budget. I'm not one of those weird "Oh my God TWILIGHT!!!" Type of people, honestly, I'm an adult, I don't get that excited about a book about teenagers, even if they are vampires. Cause, you know, there are really good books out there that are about vampires who are grown ups and they also have an element of love story.
BUT...
::cough cough::
On the eve of this very important night I must say, nay, I challenge all who disagree with...
Harry Potter kicks Edward Cullen's and the rest of Twilight's butt!
Yes, Harry Potter is still a teenager (well, in the books), but I was in 7th grade when the first of those books came out and I grew up reading them so neh. And come on, he's just way cooler anyway.
Okay, done with the silly post.

Picture of the Day: "Co-Sleeping"

When I got pregnant with Zach my mom first brought up the topic of co-sleeping. She explained to me what it was, told me of the pros and cons of it, and suggested that it was something I might want to do. My response was an emphatic NO. For starters I was a heavy sleeper and I move around a lot. Plus I liked having my bed to myself. She said she was just suggesting it since I was in school it might help me get more sleep once he comes.
Well, to make a long story short I did end up co-sleeping with Zach, and I loved it. It gave us time to be together, just the two of us. It gave us cuddling time, and made night time and early morning feedings so much easier. I loved it so much I did co-sleeping with him until Ryan was born and then I did it with Ryan too. Ryan was ok with it, but he preferred sleeping in his crib. Plus John and I got married when he was 3 months old and John didn't want him in our bed with us.
Now we have Bella and I didn't give John the option on if he wanted to co-sleep or not. And guess what he loves it too. True, Bella now lays down in her crib at bedtime and sleeps there until she wakes for her first feeding at 5:30-6ish which is when John wakes up for work. But he can't help himself, he always lays back down with us for a little while. And on the weekends its John who goes back to sleep and cuddles her in the morning after feedings.

Let me just bang my head on my desk.

I love Bella.

Now that the obvious is stated... ARGH!!! Why God, why me? I. Hate. Teething. I'm about 97% positive that's what is greatly disturbing the force in Miss Bella's world, and the sad thing is it never occurred to me it could be that until someone else pointed it out. She's been drooling like an ocean is leaking out of her tiny body. I mean some days we go through 2-3 outfits and 2 bedsheets because she soaks them in drool. And she's chewing on stuff like there's no tomorrow. But other than those two signs she wasn't showing any other signs. She wasn't cranky and didn't have an upset tummy. Until...
It started this weekend. Her stomache so far still seems fine, but she won't stop crying. As a matter of fact she is screaming at me from her room at the moment, which is what she's been doing for about 30 minutes now. Before that she screamed at me for an hour from across the living room, and yet before that she screamed at me for almost another hour in between bouts of nursing. I'm waiting for the motrin to kick in. Her poor gums are all swollen, but I don't feel any teeth bumps, they (her gums) have just gotten bigger in the front.
Neither of the boys started teething until they were 5-6 months. I was a slow teether too. But my little sister had all of her teeth by one year and started getting them this early, so its not too odd to me. But oh my God! I hate hate hate hate hate teething! (Picking up on the fact that I hate it?)

A little new camera fun.

Okay, this is a guilty moment. I have a perfectly fine working camera John got me for my birthday back in January. Well, since the estate money has been settled John has been trying to get me to buy a new camera. There was one I really really wanted for my birthday but we couldn't afford it, so John got me the best we could afford. Now since we can afford it he's been pushing me to get the original one. I kept telling him no, its silly for me to buy a camera when I have one that works perfectly fine. So... he went out and bought the camera for me. I feel guilty, but at the same time I L O V E my new camera and it does so much fun neat stuff. ::happy sigh:: Here's a few new pictures taken with it.