Where has my baby gone!!!

I hate how fast time is going, it only feels like yesterday i found out i was pregnant and now here we are, Charlotte is 7 months old and we are having new things happen almost every day. In the last 2 weeks we have had 2 teeth come though and it wasn't as bad as i thought it was going to be, she only seemed to suffer in the day, she could just be like me and not give a shit because she wants her sleep, pain can wait lol. With all these first i wanted something different to record them so after seeing someones idea on facebook i went to good old Ikea and got a jar and decorated it and now write all her firsts and the date on coloured post-it notes and pop them in the jar.

Here's my jar you cant really see very well but on the front it says, 'Charlotte and Amy's memory jar 2013'. This year will have so many memories to put in that i wouldn't know when things happened so i will fill the jar and if it works out well i will do it year after year and end up with shit loads of jars that i will have to store somewhere lol.

On other news i joined twitter today, well i actually joined a few years ago but don't know what my name was because I'm such a dork so decided to set up another one, not that i know how to use it still lol, sometimes i wonder if i really am 25 because i can be so thick lol.

I have an official 'going back to work' date now and i don't know how i feel about it, i go back on my usual shift which wasn't the plan, i was supposed to be switching to day shift so my mom can look after Charlotte and then she will bring her to work with her and i will go home with her but they couldn't fit me on that shift so i am staying put for now. I go back on the 25th March so i have almost 2 months left which seems like nothing. I think the main reason  want to go back is to know what day of the week it is lol. I didn't realise you could get so disoriented by not going to work. The one day i had to go for a walk to the shop just to buy a drink because i hadn't step foot out the house in 3 days, i was starting to get cabin fever and i started to panic, it was horrible.

I decided a little while ago that i wanted to change my hair, i know what a shocker, but didn't want to keep going from brown to red and back again, i wanted to go back to blonde. It took about a month to strip it back and get the red colour out but i made it. How many hair colours and styles can you get in less than a year lol.

I have been wanting to get photos og Charlotte done for a while but never have so i am thinking if she is in a cooperative mood this weekend i might take her to have some done. I am hoping to have a nice one done of me an her together an have a decent size print of it, i know that's very doubtful but i can dream.

I am going to give one more note then its off to bed. Even though i was able to have a baby i still think PCOS sucks ass, i am so sick of having to defuzz myself everyday, if its not my chin its my eyebrows and don't get me started on my toekini line (that's everything from tows all the way up if you didn't realise lol) It takes the piss, sometimes i step out the shower and feel like it has dropped about 20 degrees only for the hair to be just as bad in a day or 2. Well i think you have heard enough about my fuzzy bits for now. x