Have you ever gotten up in the morning, looked in the mirror, and wondered if an evil leprechaun cast a spell on your hair? Two mornings ago I wondered that. This morning, I think the leprechaun might have actually moved in and bedded down somewhere up there.
I need a haircut so badly it hurts. No really, trying to fix my hair is actually painful. For the past week and a half I have painfully resorted to (I can hardly say it) hot rollers. That’s right, pulled the old set out of hair balls and dusted it off to keep me from killing myself while in the throes of Bad Hair Life. Hot rollers are painful. They require hand/eye coordination and the ability to grin and bear the tugging, jabbing and stabbing involved with the procurement of Decent Hair.
The thing is, I don’t only need a haircut, I’m at the tail end of The Great Hair Exodus that comes with the birth of a child. June is nearly ten months old. That means for the past six months my hair has been jumping off my head in mass suicide attempts, leaving me with what can only amount to a third of it’s previous population.
Now granted, new hair is bursting out all over. This sounds good, and in a year I’ll be glad, but at the moment new hair means that no matter how I fix it, I have an inch and a half high halo of fuzzy, sometimes curly baby hair that won’t cooperate.
Today it is in a clip. I haven’t washed it since Thursday (that’s right, FIVE DAYS) and don’t intend to do anything but keep it hidden up, back, or under a hat (possibly under a paper bag) until tomorrow, when my darling wonderful Lezlie Girl will work her magic and make me presentable.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go ferret out that leprechaun before he convinces any more neighborhoods to evacuate.
Sometimes, I think hot rollers would be just the thing. Then I pick up the flat iron and ignore the hot rollers.
Ah, I call that part of having a baby, the sloughing stage. I always clog the drains.
I totally feel your pain!
I feel ya babe. I was just about crying over my hair last weekend. So much better now!
You said you wanted me to email but alas I don’t have your address!
Um sweetheart, I only wash my hair once a week. That’s right, every Saturday I wash my hair. Because Saturday is a special day, it’s the…
Wow, I feel SO LESS DIRTY knowing that I’m not the only one who goes many many days without washing my hair. Except that I don’t exactly have presentable hair anyway (a good washing or not.) I do ponytails- two of them – on each side of my head- like a 3 year old – because I WANT TO. And obviously someone needs to teach me how to use hot rollers….
I hope your hair leprachaun finds a good home.
My thoughts exactly! Sometimes I do the hot rollers, AND THEN take the flat iron to it. The first year after the baby is always a BAD HAIR YEAR!
At least you’ve got your good hair photos!
My baby is 8 months old, I have that lovely halo too! And when I wash my hair and a chunk comes out I’m so gross and put it on the wall.
I’d just like to put things in perspective for you:
Do you remember your 13 yr old hair? You looked like THE leprechaun. Only much taller. The photo that comes to mind is the one where you’re wearing those green pants – and your chin length bob is frizzing itself out at leat six inches on each side of your face.
Too bad we can’t post pics on comments.
And I’ll bet your post-preggo hair is looking WAYYY better now. You can thank me later.
I’m in the same boat. MY HAIR is still coming out! i hate it. so bad. Its been over a year and a half since I’ve done anything with it. I’m trying to get a hair appt as well.
I can’t wait to see your new hair cut!
So… how is the hair now that you had it “did”?
I hate that time when the luxurious baby hair falls out. boo hoo, I’ll never have that full mane again, now that I’m done procreating! You should just get pregnant again in 70 days or so.
I learn so much from your blog. First Breast-milk cheese, now hormone hair. That explains so much. Man, there were so many details my mom left out when she gave me “the talk”
I had a baby almost a year ago, which means I have the same fuzzy halo around my head. I didn’t know how to explain the weird curls that won’t cooperate no matter what I do, until I read about that leprechaun. Now I understand! 🙂 BTW, I like the picture of your hair cute short. It’s really cute!