The hairy April went well. But I have to confess...with a visit to the lady-doctor looming, I became a little (lot) self-conscious. So I shaved the pits. No. Not anywhere she would actually SEE, but it made me feel better. They were at this point where I just looked lazy, my hairy pits never looked intentional. So. I continue to have smooth pits. But the legs, they be a hairy beast. Sort of. My blonde, fine hair has not awarded the opportunity for me to be accepted in spite of my body hair. In fact, no one seems to notice. Even as the spring breeze blows through my shorts-wearing legs...they go unnoticed. So, hairy they will stay! I haven't missed the battle between razor VS skin at all.
This month I accepted a sort of no-yelling challenge with the boy child. It started with this article (http://www.thedistractedmom.com/why-punishments-dont-work/). He shows no characteristics of ADHD, but he is rather explosive, a term from the article. His emotions have more highs and lows than the Texas Giant. It can be exhausting. I rarely respond emotionally, but when a 5 (now 6) year old is screaming nasty things at you in lieu of brushing his teeth, the anger sharks come out. So I did it. I tried a month of keeping my cool. I wish I could tell you it changed our lives and that the boy now talks calmly and never kicks, slams, screams, or whatever new anger-expression he has come up with. But I'd be lying. I feel pretty good though. And I don't feel guilty at the end of our exchanges. He might calm a little quicker, but I can't guarantee that.
June will be the toughest trial yet. It's swimsuit season. As a 35 year old mom of two (or am I 36?...no definitely 35) I'm not dressing to impress anymore, but I do like to feel confident in my skin. When what I eat or drink adds bloat and nast, that's something I can fix. So this month I'll be following the Whole 30 eating plan (http://whole30.com/). It basically cuts out all sugar, grains, legumes, and dairy. Mainly because those food groups are the biggest offenders for making people feel bad after eating and keeping those winter lbs packed on. It's going to be a tough one. The kids' could live off pasta if we'd let them, and the hubs loves him some chips and salsa. The temptations will be real. But I am one stubborn mofo, so I'm counting on that this month. Stay tuned...