This morning it was time to rotate my shampoo and conditioner. The ladies who are reading this know what I am talking about - when the kind you've been using for the last few months seems to be losing its effect? So I dug through my product bin (ok, one of my product bins) for a half used bottle of shampoo and hoped for a matching bottle of conditioner. Bingo.
It wasn't until I was lathering my hair in the shower that I noticed which bottle I had chosen.
Which immediately made me laugh out loud.
(So THAT is where my glam has gone for the last year or two.)
I think with one kid, it's still semi-possible to pull off put-together. With two, it takes effort and alone time while getting ready.
But with 2 ages 2 and 1? I would like to contend that it's nearly impossible. The concept of alone time while getting ready is something I have stopped pining for.
And these are the deep thoughts rolling around in my head today. Happy first day of September - which in my mind kind of marks the first day of Fall. I celebrated with a pumpkin spice latte (oh yes I did!) and we drove through the Arboretum with the windows down, taking in the sweet smell of last night's rain. I am so excited for jeans and sweatshirts and long walks in the chilly air. We are on the cusp of the best season of the year. I just might have to celebrate by doing my hair AND makeup one morning this week.
Also, contributing to my inability to send summer out looking glamorous is this sick little lady. Within 24 hours of playing in the church nursery on Sunday she came down with hand foot and mouth (and a double ear infection, which I won't blame them for). I keep telling myself that at least no one's vomiting - that is the absolute worst in my book. But the poor thing is refusing solid food, wincing as she eats yogurt and jello, and moans all night long. We feel horrible for our sick little lady. How is it that she still rocks that darling look with broken sleep and open sores in her mouth!? (My hero.) ;)