shear heaven

last night, i got tired of saying “i need a haircut” to nobody that could do anything about it (because paying $14+ for someone to lop off a few strands is a huge waste of money to me and i most often refuse to do it, so my continual hair-complaints are really just pointless).

i haven’t cut my own hair since about two summers ago when it was a sweltering 105 degree kansas city day and i couldn’t take it anymore (great story, not a shabby cut, either), but i was more than willing to give it a go again.

all that said, here’s the head:

 

there’s something about a fresh haircut that makes a girl feel pretty; i think i needed it last night.  all this pregnancy-swelling-up stuff and craziness has gotten to me a bit.  a good lift in my spirit was just the right kind of medicine.

and, i convinced darin to cut the back for me, which was really fun.  i have no problem shaping up the hair around my face, but cutting something i can’t see kind of makes things difficult.  though he was worried that i would hate it, darin stepped up to the plate and did a really great job.  with hair as long as mine, mistakes aren’t really an issue in the first place; nobody can tell if you cut something too short or weirdy when it’s all really long and not supposed to look like anything in particular (unlike a shorter cut, where mistakes can make a huge difference and may be difficult to tone down).

here’s a picture of darin, for good measure:

 

 

in other news, we had another prenatal appointment today and my blood pressure has gone down a little bit!  i am now sitting at 137/78 (down from 145/80, which was much scarier and in a different hypertension bracket) and have some handy ideas for working some of this edema out of my system.  i’m going to be drinking lots of tea and lemon water and eating still more protein (didn’t know i could possibly eat more protein, but if we keep “overloading” my system, it will make my liver and kidneys do what they’re supposed to be doing and i will be in good shape).

right now, i am kind of in limbo for the next step of this journey.  if things progress toward the good, i can remain at the birthing center; if they take another turn for the worse, it is in all of our best interests for me to be transferred over to the hospital for the birth.  obviously we are hoping for the former of the two and hope if you are reading this, you will partner with us in prayer along those lines.

well, i’m going to go make lunch for my hubby and then maybe take a nice walk in the weather.  peace to your souls and thanks for dropping by!