Friday, March 12, 2010
yanking, growth, yoga.
one, it really feels like he's yanking on stuff, sometimes. i feel like there's no way that's happening, but it really feels . . . yanky. like, hey. maybe you don't want to do that, son.
two: the hair. i have hair! when we started trying, i had to stop taking the drug that makes my hair stop falling out. it had just started to get a little thicker, too, so i was bummed. everyone said there'd be this magical hair growth, but it didn't show up until later than i thought. now? i have college hair. this is the hair of a healthy twenty five year old. at first i was annoyed, because my haircut didn't last very long. but then i let it get past my jaw, and now i realize: when you have hair, it can be long. long thin hair is gross. long college hair, much better. i bought a big old round brush, and we'll see. this may be my last turn at shoulder length hair. i'm going to be so sad when it all falls out.
three: prenatal yoga. i might have mentioned that i picked a terrible time to fall off the yoga train--the first trimester was stressful and busy with the exams, but in retrospect i wish i'd been better. or better in the second trimester, when *none* of the yoga classes at the gym worked with my class schedule. i bought a DVD recently, and finally found an affordable community class, but it's so much harder now. this class i found? they're all, okay, ladies! put your arm over your head! and i do it, and it's hard, and i find myself hoping we're going to take a break soon. things are exhausting. thank god for my giant u-shaped pregnancy pillow, on which i've been taking daily drool naps. naps, i think i'll miss you most of all.
