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This morning I called to make an appointment with my hair dresser who is also pregnant and about to begin her maternity leave. I was hoping to schedule something next week but she is full, except for tonight, until her leave begins. I am glad that I got an appointment but I am fearful that I will do something, induced by hormones, that is drastic and unfortunate.

I have a well developed phobia of becoming a “dumpy mom”. I want to be a cool, well clothed, in shape and hip mom. The fact that I am none of those things now is totally irrelevant. I do not want to look in the mirror two years from now and find myself another 10 pounds overweight, my hair in the same ponytail it has been in for the last month and wearing a shirt with kittens or flags on it. That scares the shit out of me.

Hence, I am craving a new hairstyle. I have no clue what I want – I just know that I want something hip, sassy and cute. I want to look cool. Beginning to waddle does not make me feel cool and that needs to be remedied.

I hope it is not a mistake for a pregnant woman to provide no real direction to another pregnant woman on what hip, sassy and cute looks like. While I have complete faith in her abilities and talents, hormones can do some wicked things to a person. Wish me luck….