today went well. No crisis. I am happy about that.
In other news:
I realized in the middle of the night a little over 24 hours ago that I am going to chop my hair off. I am done with the long tresses of messy random curl. I want it short enough so it's easy to straighten. I want to look presentable... I want to look polished. I haven't felt polished [looking] since before Liam was born (and it was rare even then). I haven't had time to look like a I actually care about my appearance. Hence the pony tail do for 9 months now. So I hope in the next week or so I can get the cut and get the look... the look of I-care-what-I-look-like-even-though-I-am-a-mom. I know you know what I am saying.
Maybe some other news too:
Last night I also came to another concensus... it really won't hurt my feelings if I start weaning Liam.
Just typing that out kinda pulled at my heartstrings... whoops. Maybe I am speaking too soon.
I am starting to get abused. My sweet darling boy is losing his "table manners" I guess you could say. I am being hit or slapped in the chest while he eats. I am getting violently clawed and tugged at. I am coming upon a fifth biting incident and I am not looking forward to it. Yes, you read that right, my child cut his first tooth a couple weeks ago and three days ago figured out how to surprise me (four times now) with a nasty little pinch [with a tiny sharp tooth]! I am really not impressed...
...and I am really torn about the weaning idea.
*Photo taken 7/28/06. Liam's first tooth was cut mid July before his 9 month birthday. Click photo to enlarge.