blog conditioner

i used to love going to the salon every three months and getting my hair cut, trimmed, colored.  okay, maybe i didn’t love spending hours in the salon itself, but i loved the way i felt when i left.  i think there were even times when i felt like a damn shampoo commercial:  flinging my hair around, pretending i was in super-slo-mo so that everyone could admire my healthy and shiny tresses.  of course, having had dreadlocks for 2.5 years, i don’t do the salon thang anymore.  but i digress.

this blog needed a change. so i did a little theme switcheroo and will be updating my blogroll and other links at some point soon.  funny how a simple thing like a theme change just makes me feel a little happier…

they don’t listen

i’ve been slowly telling my friends & family that we’ve ceased & desisted our baby-quest.  and nobody seems to listen.

“well, now that you’ve stopped trying so hard, it will happen”

“well, you were only really at it for a year or so…”

“why are you refusing to see a fertility specialist?”

what they’re not hearing is that i’m done, i want to move on. back to birth control. i don’t want to spend the next several years uptight, freaked out and miserable…waiting, hoping, wishing.  i just can’t see myself (and Chris) living like that.  i was almost accustomed to the thought of being (and i hate hate hate this term) “child free”, and was hoping for just a little support from the women in my immediate life.

and it makes me second guess myself. again.