I'm sick. And my hair is falling out. Not that the two are related, but I still thought I'd whine.
My hair is falling out because Baby G is 4.5 months old. I've been losing hair for 5 weeks now, actually. It's normal for me to do this postpartum as hormones change. This time I notice more silver hairs mixed in with the brown hairs. That should look lovely on the black velvet cape I always feel I need around this time. They'll sparkle nicely against the black. Too bad I don't actually have a velvet cape to catch the hairs fluttering to the ground (and the couch, and the chair) all around me.
And I'm catching a cold. I've avoided most of the illnesses the kids and Steve had this winter. I had a slight cold around the time they had the respiratory flu. But I've got another cold now, and so does 2yo L. Sigh. I'm out of vitamin C, although I'm sure Steve will buy more as soon as possible. So in the meantime, I get to chew on the sour chewable vitamin C tablets we buy for the kids. Yummy.
Now you're supposed to feel sorry for me, and leave me lots of comments to make me feel better. I won't be demure and leave hints about what I want. I'll just tell you. I want you to feel sorry for me and I want you to leave lots of comments to help me feel better. *wink*
Speaking of comments, I keep thinking I need to have a giveaway when I reach an anniversary or a new level of posts or comments. But I always forget until the blogiversary or the new level has passed. So, let's see ... I have 944 comments so far. Maybe I'll have a giveaway when I reach 1000 comments. I'll have to decide what to give away. Although I doubt THIS post will garnish 56 sympathy comments. *giggle*
This will be my 557th blog entry, as well. I've got another 16 drafts for TOS Crew Reviews, which brings me up to 573 posts by the end of April, plus whatever personal posts I make. So ... I could do a giveaway when I reach 600 posts. But that's not as nice a number as the 1000 comments. I'll have to give some thought to this.
I'm babbling. Because it's my blog, and I can. Oh, I just thought of another reason for you to feel sorry for me. My Suburban has a dead battery. It used to run down and die after a few days of sitting out there, but now it's dead within 16 hours of driving it, even in nice warm weather. It used to charge up quickly with our battery charger, but now it takes forever. We're just jump-starting it whenever we need to go anywhere as a family. We've been meaning to get a new battery in it for a few weeks, but something keeps coming up ... like the 7 staples Steve had to get in his head last weekend from an injury ... the details of which are somewhat embarrassing to him, so I won't post them here. But I didn't hit him on the head with anything, not even my cast iron skillet. *wink*
See? I need comments to cheer me up ... because I'm sick, my hair is falling out, and the battery in my car is dead. Oh, and I'm out of chocolate. Pity me, please. Besides, it will get me closer to 1000 comments. *wink*
Trusting in Him,