I write this as if anyone really wants to read about my minutiae. God, I bore myself.
I’m almost ready to end the pumping/attempted breastfeeding crusade. The baby doesn’t get it, may never get it, and I am heartbroken to the point of lunacy- in the form of future baby plans.

ha.

Seriously though, I’m trying to console myself not with more babies, but with hair styling services. I’m done growing my hair out, I think.  In celebration of the New Me, smaller boob-sporting, gym-membership using, clothed (really, I’ve been walking around topless for 2 months) and ready to jump into the car for spontaneous trips wherever- I’m (thinking about) cutting my hair short, and turning it a funky red-highlighted shade of cool. Stay tuned. We’ll know more by Saturday.