Self-esteem, your table is ready.

So lately I've been feeling a little blah, blah, bleeh about myself.

My hair is giving me this "you're not the boss of me" attitude and I just can't regain control. Not that I'm not used to this. I get it every single day from Olivia. She recently perfected the "over the shoulder, eye-roll as she's walking away" look.


She's five. No kidding I did not prompt her. I simply asked her to clean her room while I was holding the camera and this is what she did.

Every day is pretty much a really bad hair day. Right around 4 months after I have a baby, my hair decides it no longer wants to be a part of my life and packs it's bags and storms off in a childish huff. It's an ugly break-up for everyone involved. It falls out by the handfuls and it causes me daily stress and anxiety.
But, as bad as I think it is, it is not this nightmare.







On top of that I just can't seem to shake the extra baby poundage. I know, I know...I can hear you saying it. "You've just had your 5th baby, relax, give it a minute, you'll lose it, don't worry." I know all that and it sounds good and all but in the back of my mind there is this annoying little creature running around saying things like "neener, neener..you'll never fit into that fav swim suit again" or the equally depressing, "hello, meet your new best friend, the swimsuit cover-up. You'll never go anywhere without her."




If only that little creature would run around in other people's minds as well.



I've also felt a teeny tiny bit...okay TOTALLY, COMPLETELY disorganized with my time. It's noon or later sometimes when I finally hop in the shower. And don't tell, but sometimes I jump in and *gasp* I don't wash my hair. And then there are days when I simply throw on some clean clothes and spray myself with Fabreeze and then avoid close proximity with anyone who smells like strawberries or coconut.

Still, I am not attracting insects who's sole purpose in life is to eat as much rotting matter as possible before they die.
You can go throw up now.......really...I'll wait.




And then there's the brain damage that has apparently occurred. I find myself having difficulty with the simplest of tasks. And it seems that recently they started introducing Rocket Science to 2nd graders and trying to pass it off as simple math. How dare they. And my memory..don't even get me started on that. Uhm...what were we just talking about? Hmm.
But at least I get to be stupid and forgetful in the privacy of my home in front of small children. This sad lady got to be stupid and do so for a much larger and harsher audience. Poor thing. I wonder how many times Regis asked her if that was her final answer.


For quite a while after I have a baby I feel like I look pretty Frumpy most of the time. I try my best but I just don't feel like the Fashion Diva I would like to be.
But then just when I'm afraid I've hit rock-bottom with the fashion sense and good taste......





Yep ladies. That's just what you think it is.
My question is this. SERIOUSLY???




So even though I'm feeling a little like a slug at the moment, at least I can be grateful there's not a snot-nosed 7 year old boy standing over me with a giant salt shaker.

Hope you feel good today.
Here's to common sense and good taste.

You want $14.50 for that?

We took the kids to see the Disney on Ice a couple of weeks ago. They loved every minute of it. Well, maybe not every minute. Lindsay brought her own money so she could buy something and was absolutely disgusted that the only thing she could get with her $14.50 was a crown-wearing duck eraser and a ziploc size bag of cotton candy. I mean, what? they don't make enough of an impression with the price of admission? They have to kick you in the butt on the way out with those ridiculous "souvenirs". I was very proud of my oldest for being so wise and frugal and deciding to spend her money on "something way better than that."
It really was fun though. We went with some great friends who had tickets in the Huntsman suite. Now that right there is a reason to marry someone with money. Right after this I am going to find out if the Huntsman's have any grand-sons my daughters ages. Only kidding...sort of.
It was so nice to not only have extra elbow room but room to get up and walk around. There were no annoying people sitting behind or in front of us and I can't even tell you how nice it was having your own bathroom 4 feet away. The kids had a ball and the show was really fun. Disney does know how to put on a production. The girls were also a little disappointed that there were no princesses. That reminded me of something I've been wondering for a while.


When I was a little girl my favorite princess was Sleeping Beauty. She had blond hair and eyes like me and I thought for sure I would look like her when I grew up.
*oh the delusions of children*
Anyway, I always picked her as my princess. Lindsay loves Snow White. Makenna loves Cinderella and Olivia loves Belle. Not only for the physical resemblances either. Lindsay is my sweet, helpful one who believes in Happily Ever Afters. Makenna fully believes that pumpkins could turn into carriages and that her Prince Charming will find her one day. Olivia is strong, independent and does not want to be told what to do. And all I can say about the Handsome Prince 'rescueing' her is.....Good Luck with that boys!!
There's Mulan for the little Asian girls. Jasmine's got things covered for India. And the beautiful Pocahontus rocks for the Native American girlies. Redheads are even represented by Ariel. There isn't a latin princess but there are at least a couple that have dark hair and darker skin for the little chicas. So I got sad thinking about all the cute little black girls that wander through the Disney gift shops looking for a princess that looks like them and I wondered why Disney hasn't had a black princess.
And it's not just Disney.
There really are no great leading, animated, female characters for them to look at and want to be like. They are usually the friends of the main character or another supporting character. Although Oprah Winfrey did play the judge in the Bee Movie, but what little girl dreams of wearing a robe and carrying around a gavel?

Then I saw this.

Yay for Princess Tiana.
I'm sure there will be controversy and lots will be said about the prince being white but I'm just glad that there will be at least one more choice for all of the little black beauties out there.
And I'm sure you can plan on paying a ridiculous price for her merchandise as well.
"Someday, my prince will come........."