
Guess who?! Not Riley… Riley’s daddy! Not a spitting image at ALL!

It’s like we 3D printed 5 month old daddy and stuck my eyes on.

Guess who?! Not Riley… Riley’s daddy! Not a spitting image at ALL!

It’s like we 3D printed 5 month old daddy and stuck my eyes on.
I’ve always been someone who loved my hair until one day, I didn’t. It started when I was pregnant and hair was just falling out like crazy…until I started to take prenatal vitamins. Then none of my hair would fall out and I was left with a thick, heavy mane.
I got so sick of breaking hair ties, my ponytail giving me a headache and to top it all off, a newborn with a thing for grabbing hair. So I was fed up and chopped it to my shoulders. Contrary to my expectations, my hair was STILL thick and heavy and Riley still tried to forcefully remove it at every opportunity. Now, I couldn’t put it in a fun bun! Why? Because I just ended up with a mullet bun and 5 months later, it’s still not grown back out.
Constant. Hair. On. My. Neck. I am on the verge of a breakdown, Brittany Spears style. My hair is falling out, my baby hairs are out of control, and Riley actually seeks and destroys my hair. If there is hair nearby, his clammy little drool fists will find it.
The only thing keeping this wretched mass of frustration fuel on my head is the fact that summer is almost over and I do NOT bud well with cold ears.
If someone (anyone?) Out there has any tricks for someone who hates hair but would look ghastly without it, I am all ears. (Warm ears for now)
I have a feeling that this little trooper will cut a tooth soon. It feels like he’s 6 weeks old again, waking up every hour all night. I bought him an amber teething necklace to see if it would help, but his dad isn’t comfortable with having it on at bedtime. I agree, but they are made with a clasp that will unfasten if pulled on at all…
Anywho, look at that face!!

We are BACK and we come back with a tale of true love. A boy and his… feet? Yes, that’s right, love at first sight IS real!

Since the last Daily Riley, he has learned to:
Oh yea, and bite his toes.

I’m afraid I don’t have much to say today. Mr. Man here is teething again. Mama hasn’t had more than 3-4 hours of choppy sleep for a week, but by the looks of this snuggler, I might just get a nap.
Happy Tuesday, from a grateful, sleepy me!