Thursday, September 26, 2013
Sunday, August 25, 2013
I'm rather blonde but I do have a lot of hair everywhere. I've seen girls who've got a lot more though so I'm no exception. And ladies' duty nowadays is to shave it all off. And we do - I've heard someone say "I didn't know girls have hair down there." The funny thing I find is that this take-it-all-off trend doesn't seem to apply to guys at all.
I've been in situations when guys discuss how sexy they think it is when girls wax off their pubic hair. And how unsexy it is if they don't. If the guys are then told that in that case the same thing applies to them the whole gang goes like "dudes shaving – totally gay!! Body hair is masculine and sexy". They usually shut up if they're told that it's actually us girls who decide whether body or pubic hair is sexy on guys or not. Even Husband told me I looked like a beaver when I had a pause with waxing (reason being my sking couldn't take it at that moment). That's when I handed Husband a razor blade and told him to tidy up big time down there. He's also complained about my "mustach". It disturbs him when we kiss, he says. So I wax it off too. He barely bothers to shave his chin.
I've been shaving/waxing down there for more than 10 years already. I like how my skin feels, I'm quite hairy so I get huge bikini line issues if I let it grow and guys like it as well. When I'm shaved I get, how to put it, better service. I like to leave a stripe of hair in the middle though because I don't want my parts to look similar with my 2-year old daughter's. I think the same thing about guys: I appreciateit if the guy has put some effort on grooming (the tree also looks bigger without long grass growing under it but I seriously think it looks a bit funny if a grown-up, often also otherwise hairy guy has shaved it all off. But guys, do trim! At least I appreciate it.
Having said that I can add as well that it's truly not a big deal for me if my man groomes or not. The big deal is that if I'm expected to do that the guy should be willing to do it as well. I used to think that guys don't have to groom to be attractive. That's because my previous boyfriends told me that I'm beautiful no matter how I treat my body hair. Husband has let me know that my body hair disturbs him and makes me unattractive in his eyes. So I shave and expect the same from him.
I'm eight months pregnant now so I haven't seen my crotch for a couple of months. Hence I've been unable to shave or wax. Husband still made a comment about my "beaver" some time ago. So I booked a time for waxing.
Friday, August 2, 2013
Then I remembered: when we told the kids that we'll have a baby Son was impatient and kept asking day to day whether the baby would come already. I tried to explain that there was still a long wait ahead of us and told him how big my belly would get eventually. What all we would do during the summer and fall before the little brother would arrive. And that I would get tired and slow. And that it would be difficult to walk for me.
At the time Son asked me the answer was no. I had just run a half-marathon and was in great shape considering that I had already over 20 weeks of pregnancy behind me. He hasn't asked since. However, today the reply would be different. I'm heaps bigger and 15 kilograms heavier than before the pregnancy. If I walk any faster than a turtle I'll get contractions. Already early June I was asked if I'm due any day soon. I had then almost four months to go.
Today the week count is 32 and nobody is asking anything anymore. It's probably written on my forehead that I indeed have difficult to walk.
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
The only thing that really bugs me anymore is that my skin is so sensitive. It doesn't tolerate coldness (athopic rash) or sun (instant burning). So whenever I'm traveling I bathe in SPF50 sunscreen every morning. In Mexico and Cuba people actually thought I'm really ill because I'm so white. And I don't get a tan no matter how much I'd be in the sun. If Corpse Bride wouldn't be an animation I would be starring the lead female role. That's how white I am. My Chinese friend envied my skin ("oooo, you're so white, I want your skin!") but I told her to wake up and introduced some facts.
I wasn't always like this. When I was a two-year old my hair was rather dark and I had sky-blue eyes. The first freckles appeared around the time I started school and by that time my eyes had turned green as well. The older I've become the more I've gotten freckles. I'm an alien what comes to blood type as well: when I was born my blood type was O+ (it was tested because Mother has rhesus negative blood). When I started donating blood at the age of 18 I was tested as A+. My blood type had changed, I'd developed a weak A antigen. I'm not kidding you, ask Mother if you like. And oh, I'm neither right- nor left-handed. Most things are difficult for me with either hand but if I'll have pick the pen ends up in my left hand. Rest of the tasks will go 50-50. So I have no idea how I will end up.
Husband is really white as well so it wasn't a surprise that the kids have white hair, whiter skin and big blue eyes. And they need to bathe in sunscreen as well when the sun comes out. But Daughter has started transforming now. Her hair has turned slightly red. We'll get another Pippi in the house! It'll be fun to see how she ends up. Because when she eats or draws, the spoon and pen travel equally between her right and left hand. Mommy's girl!
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
In terms of our vacation plan there were definitely some things that were a success:
Just what a monkey circus like our family needs. The room was great for us, there were plenty of activities for the kids including a nice kiddy pool and the food was plenty and available during certain times. I couldn't ask for a better place to stay.
Alanya is touristy but there are some interesting sights as well. The beaches are suitable for kids and we could walk on the streets relatively undisturbed. The sun was shining and the locals seemed to like kids. Which is very important when we show up. Turkey is also very free-minded to be an islam-dominated country, I didn't have to worry about how I dress and for example alcohol (which none of us was drinking) was available everywhere. The flight there from Finland wasn't too long either, around 4 hours. I could travel there again for a family holiday.
He was behaving surprisingly well. No temper tantrums or other ridiculous stuff and he was helping with the kids all the time. His was shouting at the kids a lot though because...
...There were some things we couldn't quite anticipate:
Behavior-vice I wasn't expecting much from Daughter, she's two anyway. But I somehow thought that Son would be already a bit more...sensible? Older? Something. But I was wrong. I mean, he does get temper tantrums at home as well for sure, he's still only four. But he's mostly a great guy to hang out with (which wasn't the case two years ago to be honest) and he has common sense and understands reasonable rules and limitations. All this seemed to fly out of his head as soon as we entered the airport building in Helsinki. He was sitting on timeout already before passport control. He started to get his manners back only after a couple of days. I don't know why this happened. Was it all too exciting for him? Were I and Husband somehow tense and Son reacted to that? I have no clue. Anyhow, especially Son's behavior was such that Husband announced after the first day that he will consider a trip with the kids next time earliest after six years. We will see about that.
I think that the trip went rather well after all. No accidents and no-one got ill or sunburned. After the first nightmare-behavior days I pointed out to Husband that the kids aren't actually behaving any better at home. He just hasn't really spent time with them so much. Also, when I'm alone with the kids they somehow seem to behave better than when Husband's around. Go figure.
I wouldn't consider this a real, relaxing holiday though. I'm exhausted. Just watching after the kids in an environment like that is ten times the job thjan at home. And with my current belly I'm out of energy quite quickly. Son announced that he'd like to stay in Turkey and live there so he could swim every day. I doubt I could have taken another week.
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
When my nausea analysis proved to be right I started really getting used to the thought that Son and Daughter are getting a little brother. Then this happened and I somehow put the whole pregnancy on hold. I didn't want to get more attached to the baby (what a stupid thought, my pregnancy was already halfway so the baby was of course very dear to me) so I avoided thinking about the whole pregnancy. If the baby kicked all I could think of was "oh you little thing, I might lose you".
After the good news came I sort of started to build the relationship again to the little lad growing inside me. We told the kids they're getting a little brother. Son was hoping for a girl (!) So he protested first. I offered to donate Daughter's dresses to friends. I started to think of me and Daughter as a minority in our family. We'll be 3-2 in the future.
I can't know if everything will go fine until the Lad is born but now I'm more confident. It'll go just fine.
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
|Daughter and the convertible|
...and why the heck are we living in Finland again, by the way?