Saturday, November 10, 2007

I Can Totally Pass For Seventeen

No, it's not my dewy, youthful look. It's the acne!

When I turned thirty, I thought I might be able to shed my teenage blemishes, but no such luck. It took a traumatic delivery experience. Q gave me an unexpected and welcome gift when he was born – two years of great skin.

However, after a seamless first trimester transition between heartburn and nausea, pregnancy hormones have brought back both the spots and the extra time doing makeup each morning.

Something isn't fair about needing Clearisil and Botox at the same time, so I hope that Swimmy obliges with a nice dermatology favor for Mommy.

Photo Credit to Nanny J's husband, ZY.

3 comments:

Michele said...

Hi,
I have been lurking for quite some time. I don't remember how I found your blog. I just wanted to say how simply adorabe your little Q is. I have a nephew who will be three this week. It is fun to follow the life of another family with a little boy similar in age to my nephew Lucas. Thanks. P.S. Your photos are GREAT!

PunditMom said...

Clearasil & Botox -- who knew?

kittenpie said...

I have the same sense that it is totally unjust to worry about wrinkles and pimples TOGETHER. Pah.