iMom - eyelashes and such

I stare at Zoe's eyelashes everyday. She was born with long but STRAIGHT lashes... like mine. I like to think that I'm sort of above body issues and the like, but having 2 girls is an interesting reminder of various physical attributes that have caused me grief. I cannot count the amount of money and time I have spent perming my lashes - yes, that's right, eyelash perms. It takes about an hour and it's not cheap. Of course, I've only had them done once since Hannah was born, but it used to be an every other month ritual. I have determined that Zoe's lashes in fact are starting to curl; I decided it's ok for me to hope for that. It's pretty apparent that the girls are stuck with mom's "strong" legs. It took me about 30 years to like my legs, and it is my hope that my girls will always love their own set of strong legs to go with their hopefully lasting strong personalities.

I bought some hip clothes for Hannah today. I've been surprisingly good about not buying too much clothing for the girls. But today I needed a little retail therapy. It's been many nights now of Hannah testing us at night, waking and repeating things like, "mommy, where ahhh yoo?" One night she asked for milk and against my better judgment, I gave in. The next night, she did it again and then started to throw a tantrum when I said she could not have milk. It dawned on me that she no longer is waking because she's hot or because she's had a nightmare. Gaining some confidence after reading a section of Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child, we've started to let her cry it out. It's been 3 nights and she's crying less and less each night before she falls back asleep on her own. Oddly enough, she is much happier and cooperative when she wakes up in the morning. Zoe is harder to sleep train, but I can't decide whether it's her disposition, or that we have less energy and we're scared to let her cry too long because we fear she will wake up Hannah. Zoe woke up at 3 am last night and cried for a long time before I decided she really is hungry (or more frickin stubborn than I was willing to bear). Unfortunately, it was after she woke up Hannah. Yeah, as Derrick warned, one plus one does not equal two.

All I can do is find delight in the little things, like the fancy date night we had last night at Coi to pre-celebrate Josh's birthday, the ultra cool grey Diesel jeans I can't wait to put on Hannah and my baby girl's eyelashes beginning to curl.