A friend and fellow mommy blogger started her first blog writing contest which I found in her facebook status. Oh, her first contest!
Click "like."
I'll join it.
Topic is: What do I do to take care of me?
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Oh my GHAD!!! What do I do to take care of me???!!! I honestly could not answer the simplest question. I have NOT been taking care of ME! Mother's Day came and went and I had absolutely no idea how to take care of me. I forgot to take care of my appearance. My friend called me losyang to my face! And I vowed before never to lose it!
Two kids: A 23 month old special needs child and a 5 month old fully breastfed (no milk bottles yet) baby is not an excuse. I needed to be saved and one look at me screams, "give me a make-over!" I forgot the last time I bought myself an outfit. My make-up kit has expired make-up. My eyebrows were shapeless. My hair... oh my ghad, let's not even go there.
Since I have a very short window to leave my 5 month baby, I told my husband I would go to the nearest salon that offered the cheapest price. I wanted to be back home quickly and I didn't want to spend. All I could see were the bills to be paid and the mounting expenses of having a special needs child and a fast growing 5 month baby. I felt guilty spending on myself. So I told hubby I'd get that PhP39.95 haircut. He told me I'd regret it and insisted I go to a REAL salon.
"How could you even think of spending? We're up to our neck with bills!" I said.
"We'll manage, you have to get a haircut you like." said hubby.
"They're all the same. It's just a trim with some layering in the back."
"You'll regret it and probably spend even more to have it fixed."
"We'll see."
Two hours later I came back with hair that looked like my own mother cut it from necessity because of bubblegum getting tangled. Well, bubblegum in my hair would have looked better. I had to blow dry it for several days just to make it look more decent. I had to swallow what I had insisted with hubby. He said nothing but his face had that "I told you so" look every time he stared at my hair. Terrrible! The blades hit my hair for a total of 10 minutes. I wasn't even halfway the magazine I was browsing when the "hair cutter" told me I was all done. Hair cutter and NOT hair stylist. What style?! That's it? I can't go home yet, I just got here. So I got a manicure pedicure because it was cheap anyway. Mani-Pedi went okay but I was like the back seat driver of the manicurista. Who still uses that pink dye color for a no nail polish look? Is that watered down betadine? Oh my ghad! Save me! I felt robbed of the cheap amount I paid, went next door to buy myself ice cream hoping to feel slightly better before coming home.
My friend who recently visited me was just so bothered with my hair. She saw me at home so I had not blow dried my hair. It was dripping wet and dried up on it's own by the time she left.
"Layerd ba yan?" What the h*ll happened to you? Losyang!
She saved me. She set a date, took me to the real salon, talked to the hair STYLIST... and dared me to get bangs. The last time I got bangs was when I was a toddler! Yeah, those kinds of bangs that look like a bunot. I got that. And the stylist fixed the back of my hair to a true layered look.
"Now that's a hairstyle to wear."
Next is getting a new wardrobe and throwing away my losyang blouses.
Replace dull black shoes and cheap rubber flip flops or thongs or whatever you call 'em.
Invest in stylish everyday shoes and sandals.
Buy make-up and USE make-up.
Go bonding with girlfriends.
Buy expensive yoghurt and not feel guilty.
Look good feel good.
Do it all for MYSELF and become a better mom that way.
Catching my husband check me out is a great bonus. He thanked my friend who brought me to the real salon :)
What did I do to start taking care of me? . . . I started with getting bangs. I haven't decided yet what I'll do next month but definitely I will not look losyang! anymore!
