First of all, I want to invite all of you to read my post at World Moms Blog about my Self-Portrait Project. It is called “(Self)Portrait of mother(hood)” and I talk in it about… hm… this project in general, and why I encourage mothers to be more brave when it comes to have their pictures taken… for the sake of the future generations.
Second of all, this post has A LOT of pictures, not only self-portraits but of the things and places that we’ve seen, done, and gone to. Without them this post wouldn’t be complete.
New Hair Cut or Not… Thinking.
I am kinda tired of my I-Don’t-Know-What-To-Do-With hair cut. For years I had had short hair. Whenever they grew longer I would feel like there is nothing more boring than long hair and I would cut it again. When I met my husband he said he wish I would keep my hair long, and I did. Then I got really mad and frustrated with having to deal with my hair EVERYWHERE and I cut them. Since then they have grown again and again I’m in a spot where I hate it. I hate how they fall out, I hate to have them all over my clothes, in our food, and all over my kids. I hate to wear pony tail ALL THE TIME, too.
And I think: Cut it?
On Saturday we hit the road. 7 hours long road trip. When we finally got to our destination I stayed at the hotel room with NO. 2 while the husband took No.1 and went to chat with his parents.
Sunday was crazy. HOT AS HELL.
At some point me and the husband kind of split again. I’d stayed at the hotel room, feeding No.2 and taking a nap with her,
while my other half went outside to spent some time with his parents, taking No.1 with him.
Later that day, just before putting everybody to bed I took this picture.
We were teaching No.2 how to play “High Five” ;)
On Monday we hit the road again. This time it took as 12 hours to get back home. It was the most tiring trip I had ever experienced.
If a few years ago somebody told me I am going to hate road trips, I would laugh loud and long. I would say: “you freaking kidding me. I love road trip. I will never grow tired of road trips. NEVER!
If a year ago somebody told me I’ll be the most happy person on the earth seeing Denny’s sign, I would say: “You’re freaking crazy!!!”.
You may ask: why I don’t like road trips anymore?
So here is your answer:
and while you watch this movie imagine that you’re stuck in this car for about 9 hours… and you’re car sick, and you’ve got a headache so big that you can barely see what in front of you…
Somewhere in the middle of our trip we picked up Kid NO.3:
She is 11 weeks old.
She is NOT potty trained.
She is afraid of us.
She couldn’t walk on leash.
She is all what I DO NOT NEED at this point of our life.
but husband had waited for this puppy for over a year…
She is already a best buddy with No.1
No/1 is the main reason No.3 (her name is Magnolia/Maggie) has learned to walk on leash in a period of 2 days.
She sleeps in crate.
She is not potty trained, and every single morning we wake up to a smell of poop and pee.
So until she is fully trained, her place is in there.
The training is going pretty good, though.
During the day she doesn’t poop or pee in the house. Yeay!
and here are her mother and her brother:
This was taken after one of those mornings when my husband goes outside in order to clean up the crate and I go to the bathroom to wash the poop and pee off of No.3.
No. 2 LOVES to play “flying baby”. This is one of those moments when no matter how mad, sad, frustrated she is, when I pick her up and do the “flying baby” a big smile appears on her face, immediately.
Today we’ve had a several potty breaks. Doggy hasn’t had a single accident inside the apartment what makes me really happy!
and while we were playing I took a few shots of my little ones:
I wish you all super relaxing weekend, my friends!
I hope for more than 4 hours of sleep during those few upcoming nights…