Thanks everyone for your kind words sometimes a girl just needs to vent. Delilah did much better the rest of the week. I got out of the house and even did a little retail therapy and got my hair cut. Today was mine and James first day back to church. I kept James in the sling so no one would touch him. There were a few people who didn't even know I was holding a baby and looked surprised when he would make a noise. It makes me wonder what what look they thought I was trying to pull off. James was dressed adorably today in a cords and a polo shirt. When I came home I was going to get a picture of him in his outfit ... but he crapped all over it on the way home. Apparently I can't get away from poop.
The last time I cut my hair was over a year ago when I donated it. I took the pictures from last year hoping to get the same hair cut. Eh....we'll see how it looks when it's grown an inch or so, it's pretty short. In my hair dresser's defense my hair is pretty difficult to cut and has a mind of it's own. It is always about an inch and a half shorter when it's dry compared to when it's wet, and to make it worse one side shrinks up more than the other. (note in the picture one side is shorter than the other one) She kept apologizing for it being so short when she was styling it. It's partially my fault, I knew all of this about my hair but didn't tell her, and went in with flat ironed hair. At one point she had me flat iron it and kept saying "Wow, your hair is a challenge. I'm impressed you can get it so straight".