Pregnancy hormones can be fickle friends. In about my fifth month, they were my best of friends. My hair looked all nice and my nails that are in a constant state of chipped were actually growing! I thought about getting a manicure because I actually had something to manicure.
But then my fickle friends went away.
And last week they turned on me -- big time.
It started with the slump. I was sick and stressed out and could not make myself do simple tasks like making the bed. I was super moody and had I been a cricket, I probably would have eaten my mate and my offspring in my wrath. My nails all broke and my hair looked like something from a Fraggle Rock movie.
The slump lasted a few days and then my hormones turned on me again. And it all started with this man coming to my door trying to sell me a cleaner for $60 a gallon. To show me how well it worked, he cleaned some things around my doorway. And suddenly I saw my house through his eyes, and it wasn't pretty. Did you know my door has mold spores on it and they are toxic?
So I vacuumed. I mopped. I scrubbed. I washed. I folded. I baked. I VACUUM PACKED, for the love.
But my nails are only so-so. And my hair is still a little fraggly. Good hormones, COME BACK!