Baldy

I have always had ridiculously thick hair. I love it. Wait, I hate it. I've never been able to decide.

It's a pain in the butt to do sometimes, and my mom used to buy me shampoo and conditioner for horses, but it makes for pretty hair once it's done.

And then I got married, and for some reason my hair started falling out.

Stress? Lack of sleep? I have no idea, but it literally started falling out a ton once I got married.

Then I was pregnant and it slowed a little but would still fall out a lot.

Then I birthed this little beauty:

bahahahaha this picture makes me laugh every time I see it. She used to make the best faces!

And this started happening:

Oh this is nothing. You should see when I'm in the shower. Except...that would mean you'd have to be in the shower with me, and that ain't happening. You can keep on dreamin'

You should see my tile floor, the area I get ready, my shower walls, my pillowcase, my carpet (I pretty much forbid anyone to sit on our floor because it's so bad. Our vacuum is broken, but the carpet hides it...unless you're down near the carpet. Don't look). Pretty much we're living in hair.

It's everywhere! I can feel my hair thinning out because it falls out in chunks. A friend a few weeks ago said it is looking thinner. Blast.

So basically what I'm saying is, if you see a bald woman runnin around Mesa with a baby that looks like the one pictured above, don't be alarmed.

It's just me and Rubes.