Some cute pics from today..

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So, I made a Halloween costume...

I was thinking about what costume to get for Cecily and I wasn't quite finding what I wanted. I then had a brilliant idea to make a costume. So I took a couple things that I was getting rid of anyway so I handstitched this little number:

Hopefully it will look good and last the night. I am pretty amazed that I actually made it. I have a general fear of al things sewing or crafty....

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On Losing My Hair...

So, I am losing my hair. This is not your regular strand every now and again, this is strand after strand after strand 24/7 by the handful. Thankfully, the reason is legitimate and to be expected. I had a baby just a few months ago. Postpartum hair loss is just one of the many little surprises for you body.

Apparently, while one is pregnant, your body does not send out the proper signals to get rid of your hair so you generally don't lose much. This is why a pregnant lady's locks are generally rather luxuriant. But a few months after the baby is born, your hormones get back to normal and your hair tries to catch up by getting rid of all the hair that was scheduled to be lost during pregnancy. So that's 10+ months of hair loss in a matter of weeks.

You think that after 9 months of sickness, discomfort and every intrusion possible on your modesty, you can hope that after the labor and delivery, it will all be over when you hold your newborn in your arms. Nope. The after effects can sometimes be long lasting. Being stretched beyond belief to having a belly that looks like a fleshy deflated balloon to having your hair darken several shades. And that's not even the tip of the iceberg...

But, when I look at my sweet little girls, I realize that this transformation is worth it. So much so that it's worth repeating a few times, clogged drains and all.

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Lights, Camera, Don't Cry!

Yesterday, my sister, Eliza, called me and asked if I could bring the baby for a photo shoot for some sample movie posters. Her boyfriend, Leigh, is a director and is planning to make some movies and needed posters to sell the movies to different DVD markets.

So we hurriedly got ready and took a pleasantly uneventful (meaning quiet) trip to Los Angeles. Cecily took a dip on the jacuzzi with Eliza and had a great time.

One poster was for a disaster flick and the poster featured a fireman rescuing a baby. Guess which one? Both of my girls, in fact! So, they both received a dusting of dirt and took turns in the "fireman's" arms, who was, incidentally, just returning from Iraq.

Neither of the girls knew quite what to do about the strange guy in a weird hat, but they both did pretty well. Cordelia amazingly did not explode in a crying fit, she just grabbed the guy's neck and squeezed! She certainly showed him what for! Cecily just had a worried expression on her face, which I suppose fit perfectly for what was needed! She followed direction very well, she could probably be a little model. Hehehe....

We then had dinner at Shakey's Pizza. It was very loud with obnoxious karaoke in Spanish and of course bad singers.

The drive home was not exactly fun. Cordelia slept. (I can't believe it!) Cecily did not. Two hours of whining and crying and I was very glad to get back home. Whew!

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