You remember back in 2004 when I said I would never cut my hair short again? Oh wait, that was pre-blog. Well it was pretty epic, ripe with emotion and very heart-felt. Oooops...
It wasn't intentional. I traveled up to Logan to have Mary Hess a.k.a. Best Hair Lady ever, just give me a trim and touch up my color... it had been 6 Months! Despite the spit-up always in my hair and the constant pulling from wet baby hands, diaper bags and baby carriers... I was not going to get the Mom Chop. Even though my hair only looks good long when I curl it and I never have time to curl it anymore... I repeat, I was not going to get the Mom Chop. After all, I did make a vow.
But then Mary said my hair was long enough to donate to Locks of Love and in that split second, my vow no longer seemed important. Whatever repercussions my ego would face, should more than be made up by good Karma, a cooler Summer do and did I mention... no spit-up. I'm sure in a couple weeks, when I have River's 6 month photos taken, I will have a melt down. I had been picturing long wavy "Earth Momma" hair and will now have short "I Heart Polo Shirts" hair. To be honest, no matter what length my hair is, I usually end up with the frazzled "Running Twenty Minutes Late" hair in photos anyway.
So too make a boring hair story a little less long... I'm Lillith Arlene Fields Bear and I ROCK the Mom Chop! After all... I am a Mom.