Sure, I'm no longer the crazy bitch I was during my pregnancy, but that's mostly because Ant hasn't been too big of an asshole the past month. Truth be told, I'd rather be the crazy bitch with crazy thick hair than the nice balding lady... which is what I'm turning in to. Seriously, my hair is everywhere. EV.RY.WHERE. Except my head, of course. Ant pulled a strand out of his meatloaf the other night, oops.
In addition to my disappearing tresses, my face looks like the seventh grade exploded on it. Uggh. I've never had great skin but it really cleared up during my second trimester. I finally felt like an adult because I no longer had to dab goop on my face every night. Short lived relief unfortunately.
I've always been able to grow my nails out but they got crazy long during my pregnancy, it was awesome! They're still kind of long but I have been filing them down a bit so I don't scratch Harry. I have a feeling that before long they'll all start breaking and peeling.
Guess I better add Rogaine and Proactiv to my shopping list!