Okay, lipstick it is! This way you can read the fun and skip the grumpy part. I'm thoughtful like that.
Here's the thing, I've always been weird about lipstick. I feel younger than I am and whenever I think about lipstick I feel like by wearing it I look like I'm trying to look older than I am. Except I'm not as young as I
I have always LOVED the way other people looked in red lipstick but never felt I could pull it off. So one day, I ventured into MAC (which I also love) and said that I love red lipstick but wasn't sure it was for me. The (very kind) MAC lady said that she had the perfect shade (and in my head I thought: of course you do, you'd let me wear blue lipstick if it meant I bought a bunch of stuff). She put it on me and said it actually was perfect. I looked in the mirror and felt a little like I looked like I was playing dress-up. Her advice: step back, look at it from far away (apparently people aren't going to be standing within a foot of me - good, I like my personal space). It wasn't too bad. I bought the lipstick and the "must-have" liner (because no one wants smudged red lipstick all over their face).
I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! I forget I have it so I don't wear it as much as I could/should BUT I definitely busted it out last weekend AND previously rocked it at my brother's wedding.
My color in particular is the Rhianna of the MAC Viva Glam. If you're sketchy about red lipstick, give this one a try. Seriously.
Alright, now that my favs are out of the way (and yes, I'm copping out by only posting one item, but after you read the next rant you'll understand why - unless you don't want to read a rant, then click 'x' now).
Teething, the canines in particular, is the DEVIL. FOR REAL. My sweet, happy, gorgeous baby girl has been taken over by a miserable teething heathen. Thankfully, she's still happy most of the time until about 3am then look the F out.
I'm also wondering why no one told me about this? Perhaps I blocked it out of fear. That would make sense.
The week has kinda blurred together but one morning we were up from 3-6am with NONstop screaming (advil didn't even work). This morning she woke up at 4:30 and went back to sleep from 6-7:15 (at least she was happy, I'll take it). And another morning she was up at 5:30. for. the. day. Yes, I know some people get up at 5:30 on purpose. I am NOT one of those people.
I miss sleep. I miss the me I am when I have sleep.
Mr. B has worked late almost every night too, so for the 'witching hour' (which is actually about 2 hours), I am on my own. It's not super fun.
At this point it's important I make a HUGE shout-out to ALL the single moms or anyone who has had to single parent for any period of time. You're all rockstars and I seriously mean that. AND with more than one child? WHOA, mind-blowing to me right now.
Remember me being all positive earlier this week? Clearly I had more sleep then.
For real though, I know I'm lucky, it's just a stage and we WILL (must) get through it.
I'll end this on a positive note - pictures! Here's what's been happening on my phone this week (funny, I don't take pics when all hell is breaking loose. Probably for the best):
happy Friday (send me sleepy baby vibes if you don't mind)