April 29th, 2007
Becoming a parent has changed my personal grooming habits in a way I never thought possible. I’ve always been a very clean person; shower everyday, shave regularly, wash my face and brush my teeth before bed. You know, the norm. Our society is so focused on personal hygiene and overall cleanliness, it’s practically bred into us. Those that are not so focused on their personal hygiene are commonly looked upon as un-kept, dirty; maybe so far as disgusting. They’s some nasty ass bitches.
But parents? That’s a different class all on it’s own. Why? Because we’re forced to abandon our “way of life”; our instincts for showering daily, washing our face and removing crusted ol’ nasty eye boogers before rushing to the store for milk or diapers. We’re forced to embark on society as filthy slobs for the sake of our children. To be covered in snot, shit, vomit and whatever else has been hurled in our general direction, on a daily basis, all in the name of our offspring.
The vanity of life is really taken for granted in the years before children. I was one to never leave the house without a shower, a completed application of makeup and tidy, matching! clothes. I would be primped and proper for just about every outing. Now? How about right now for instance. I am wearing oversized jogging pants and a dirty t-shirt from my past employer with a long-sleeved white shirt that has a stain from children’s paint on the forearm (washable paint my ass!) as well as mud from playing in the backyard. I’ve been to the store, to the nail salon and outside with Carter for a few hours this morning. No shower, ratty hair, no make-up. Frankly, I’m not sure if I even brushed my teeth this morning. Classy, yes. So hot. You know you want me.
Yesterday at bath time (which I really hate and Mike normally does), I stripped off my long sleeved shirt, to my tank top, since Carter regularly soaks the entire bathroom. I was bombarded with a face full of water, and as I wiped my forehead on my upper arm I noticed just how damn hairy my armpit was! Oh. my. God. When was the last time I shaved those fuckers!? I was disgusted with myself. So disgusted that I embarked on a detailed hair removal process after Carter was put to bed. Shaved and cleaned up. Everything. I felt (almost) like a woman again. How on Earth do we let it get so bad, or is it just me? Am I the only one that needs to change the razor blade twice to clean up months (and I don’t even know how many months) of overgrowth? Ick. Please, tell me it’s happened to you.
Until I had to work last night from 12:30am to 7:30am and have had only about 40 minutes sleep in two days. Here I sit. A dirt bag. Without a care in the world. Oh the horror of it all!
What tricks do you have to share with this scumbag? Do you have a schedule of what gets done when? How do you find the time to maintain your parts? Please, I wanna know!
Oooohhh…I am right there with you! I am always so disappointed in myself when we are still in our pj’s and Andrew gets home from work. But why??
You are not alone!
Love the new template and congrats on the move!! Love you!!
Thanks friend!! I love you too, and I’m thinking about you a lot… getting close!!!!
April 29th, 2007 at 11:04 pm
LOL You poor thing!! If it helps any, last night I went to the store and had baby spit up stains on my shirt.
I usually take a shower before Bob leaves for work. That way he is still home to watch the kids and I get some clean up time.
I never wear make up anyway, so that doesn’t matter. And shaving….well, usually only once a week during the winter…but now that summer is approaching, well, Bob will just have to be a few minutes late to work so I can look good. LOL
Well, thanks Bren. I feel soooo much better. You have a newborn and a 4 year old and still have time to be fresh. LOL. Yeah, the shaving thing, gotta work on that now since it’s summer time. I wore capris for the first time last week and was in HORROR that I hadn’t remember how hairy my legs were! LMAO!
April 30th, 2007 at 1:19 pm
How do I make a comment on your most recent post about hygiene and you have the video link? There is no title, and no spot to leave comments….
Am I just crazy blind or?!?!?
And, by the way - are you going to start making themes for WP????
Pretty please!!!!
There’s no reason that you shouldn’t see a title and a spot to leave comments. That’s really strange.
And there is a video link - it’s just a normal text link because I have to have time to upload a plug-in for videos.
As for WP designs, I am contemplating it, there’s still a lot I’d like to learn… but if you’re willing to be a guinea pig, we can talk *wink*
April 30th, 2007 at 4:32 pm
I’m going to email you about being a guinea pig.. I’d love to!!
And, about not seeing the title. It must be some F*cked up thing with my work computer. I could see it and do it all perfectly fine at home… Strange!
Alright, off to email you!
May 1st, 2007 at 11:58 am
it’s only while they are young Sam. After you get past the first 3 to 4 years - you’ll get yourself back the way your were LOL unless you have another one on the way or already there.
I remember beingin tears once when P was 2 1/2 and we were at a party and she put her two red stained pizza hands on my sparkling clean white shirt. HAHA
I STILL remember that feeling of surrendering to my fate hahah.
but it changed
May 1st, 2007 at 12:43 pm