blog #5

I absolutely love the amount of comments I'm getting for these blogs. Ya'll really relate to a lot of the problems I am going through...

It has been a few days, I figured I would have more to write if I waited just a little longer to do another blogging. So here I am! Where do I start?

A couple days ago I decided that my hair was WAY too long, especially with having a new born -because he lovessssss to pull momma's hair - and wanted to cut it myself. For reference my hair use to be down past my butt-bone, so pretty long. The way I planned on cutting my hair isn't exactly how it ended up, and I intensely cried after my partner fixed it for me. Anyway, I wanted to give myself a medium-ish length Wolf Cut; if you don't know what a Wolf Cut is, it is basically a really layered hair style, normally it is done very short, but can be done longer if done correctly...I did not do it correctly. I was on FaceTime with my niece when I started cutting, and she was in shock that I actually took the scissors to my hair. Let's just say it looked like I had my son cut it, I had a layer here, and then another layer on the other side, but nothing matched up. Therefore, my partner ended up cutting it all to one length to match the shortest layer I had made, and now...my hair is extremely short. Life lesson: Do NOT cut your hair at home (BY YOURSELF), no matter how long it may be.

On another note, the sleep training has gone no where. Mr. Man thinks that being in his crib means play time, tummy time, screaming time, pretty much anything but "lets go to sleep". Meh. I feel bad, yes, because my partner has been sleeping on the couch since our son hasn't been able to fit in his bassinet anymore. But then again, I mean it is nice.... It is so much easier to just wake up, and find whatever it may be that my son wants - bottle, binky, blanket - instead of having to get up, go across the room, figure it out, and then 80 percent of the time, he isn't satisfied, and by the time I'm back in bed he starts crying again. I just don't know what to do. No matter what I have tried, a schedule, a routine, nothing seems to help him feel relaxed enough in his crib to actually sleep.

Lastly, the jobs didn't go as planned. The one I had the interview for, I'm pretty sure was a scam. I looked more into the information and brand name they gave to us in the Zoom meeting and couldn't find anything about that company. The second one, I was waiting for next steps from the hiring manager, and they decided to go with other candidates. So that's lovely. If only my car was fixed, I would be doing Door Dash, or GrubHub. One step at a time, I guess. Thanks for listening to me rant. Until next time...

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