The evolution of a haircut!

I am a crazy person when it comes to my hair and I just wanted to show you all how I work when I decide I want a change with my hair...

Here is me in November. This is a pretty good hair day. If my hair had looked like this everyday I probably never would have gotten the urge to cut my hair. You see I have very thick bangs, and they drive me crazy and they get thicker and thicker every time I trim them. They seriously start like 5 inches back from my hair line. I decide that in order for me to be successful in growing them out (because I have triend many times in the past 5 years) I need to cut my hair to get the end of my bangs closer to the end of my hair,

 This is me on New Years Eve after watching Safe Haven and deciding to cut my own hair just like Julianne. Its not to shabby for doing it myself. Still in the safe zone because I can do ponytails.

Same length just straight in this picture.

Sometime after this picture I tried to shorten the back a little to give it more of an a line look, I think I even had Jared help me "straighten" it out and he, of course, did the opposite of that. So, I asked my neighbor Cassi who cuts hair to fix it for me. Its super cute, I think in hindsight this is my favorite length of this whole adventure! Now I am even shorter and I have left the safe zone. No more ponytails but I really love it!

Here's a pic of the back, so cute, right!?

Here is the same length but wavy with my favorite hipster glasses!

But,of course I can't leave perfection alone! I am telling you people, I have a problem! Normal people just don't do this! Some how I make a few snips here and there and thin it out a ton with my razor. You can't tell in this picture but I have messed with it a bit.

And then suddenly, because I always make hair decisions suddenly,  I decide that it's no longer even in the back after my few snips and so I must make it even shorter in the back and that is good, I tell myself, because I did want to see more of my neck. Warning! Warning! Should have started flashing on the screen but of course I can't see it. I am on a path of hair destruction! Ok, so it doesn't look that bad, it really is cute. But now my neck actually feels naked and I feel self conscious unless I am wearing a shirt with a collar! And ponytail land is now half a year away...

So here we are at the end. I have actually asked my hubby to hide all sharp objects from me. Its staying just how it is until it gets LONGER! This is me tonight right before I started blogging. It's still cute, and I still like it! I am having fun styling short hair again! And look! My bangs and the end of my hair are only inches away from each other! But I think I still liked it best somewhere in the middle of all this.

And I am pretty sure I will always go back to this...

Can anyone admit to anything crazier than what I just shared with you all!?

Ugh!

I found out I was pregnant in January with Nash. I had a good month of morning sickness but I was able to keep running up until March and then it felt like I was to puttering out of steam. I could walk, but I just didn't seem to have enough energy to make a baby, take care of my family and keep running. I had dreamed that I would be one of those moms that could run marathons while cooking up a human being, but my body said, "Nope, not happening!" And I was ok with it. I needed a break. Around April a little baby bulge began to show.

Just barely showing stage. People aren't sure whether they should ask you if you are pregnant or just gaining a little weight. 

I was a little more than excited to see that there really was a baby growing in my tummy. It was almost as exciting as when I was pregnant with my first.

Moving on to the cute pregnant stage. People know you are pregnant at this point.

Around summer time, I started to inflate more quickly and it become harder for me to bend over, tie shoes, pick up toys, scrub floors... You know the stuff moms do all day.

About 7 months here. Still in the cute pregnant stage, but getting a few more questions like- when are you due again?? 

I picked up a habit of saying "Ugh," whenever I had to do anything involving bending over. Ugh like a caveman would say. And this began to extremely annoy my husband. I have to give my husband props because he really pulled out all the stops for me this pregnancy. He took care of my every whim. If he was home he helped me with the house, the kids, and my cravings. I couldn't ask for a better man. But when it came to me saying ugh 50 times a day it started to get on his nerves.

No longer in the cute stage. Three weeks to go. Everyone asks when the baby is coming, and/ or they act so surprised to see that I am still pregnant.

 I remember Jared told me one day, in his nicest voice that he would tolerate it while I was pregnant but he couldn't wait until this baby was out so he wouldn't have to hear my new, favorite expression ever again! 

I am days away from giving birth. People avoid me entirely because it looks as though a baby may come shooting out at any moment.

 The day finally arrives, the baby is here! Finally, Jared thinks he is safe in assuming he is free from ever hearing an ugh again!

Uh Oh!

You know the saying Monkey sees, monkey do ???

Well, we have 4 monkeys....

 Ugh! 

 Ugh!

 Ugh!

Ugh!

Oops! Sorry, Babe!