My little girl asked me to cut her hair. And my heart sank. I hoped, in vain, that her feverish little mind would forget. But she didn't. She asked again.
The best picture I could find of her long hair.
So with a heavy heart I twisted her waist length hair into a rubber band. I braided it and ended it with another one. I asked her to please sit still. I sawed through, right above the rubber band. The sound of the scissors made it hard to breath. I evened it out and added little layers so it didn't look like we'd put a bowl over her head. I sent her upstairs to see what she thought and sat there covered in her babyhood.
Her first week
She had so much hair when she was born, people would comment on it all the time. And she smelled so sweet. I would lay next to her and bury my face in her little head and wish that we could bottle it. For times when she didn't want to be held or when she became a teenager and started to smell bad. I remembered mornings of braiding her hair into pigtails. I remembered her stubbornly "brushing" her hair and not getting a single tangle out. I remember her trying to brush it with her doll brush and whipping it around asking if she was a princess. I felt like I was going to cry but tears wouldn't come. But my chest hurt and my hands felt heavy. My husband asked "Why are you just sitting there covered in hair?" I reluctantly got up and brushed my lap off onto the Phineas and Ferb towel we'd sat on. I gathered it up and threw the remains in the trash. I tried to pretend that it didn't matter. My baby had made a big girl choice and I had to accept it. But it scared me and I don't have to like it.
After. I think I did an okay job.
Any milestones that hurt your heart?
Ooohhhh mmaannn! (((BIG HUG))) to you!!! My oldest cut her own hair (the whole left side right above the ear lob with a pair of Crayola scissors. Who would have thought they would have even been sharp enough! I think I cried for a week. I am glad you are handling it better than I did!
ReplyDeleteI have two sisters, and when we were young, we all had gorgeous long and blonde curly hair. It became so much work for my Mom that she decided it was necessary to chop it off to a more reasonable length. Despite it being her choice, she cried so much that day! Who knew hair was so emotional?
ReplyDeleteohh thats okay. she look great in short hair.
ReplyDeleteMilestones that hurt my heart?
ReplyDeleteWith 6 children there have been many...but the one that hurt the most was when my youngest son said he didn't need me... I don't even remember what I was trying to do for him, just that he said he could do it himself... and then he.
They need to spread their wings, do things on their own... but I want them to still need me, at least sometimes... and sometimes, they do.
Aw, I know, that is a big change! You did a wonderful job on the cut though!
ReplyDeleteThis made me teary, but her new haircut looks wonderful. <3
ReplyDeleteHeart cuts don't really bother me, but I find myself choked up over similar small things. Last year, when we were moving I couldn't bring myself to donate the baby's snow suit. She'd never fit into it again and my husband is very adamantly done having children, but some how I just couldn't donate that little snow suit. I cried and cried over it. I have no idea what i'm going to do with it, but we still have it.
Maybe I'll stuff it and turn it into a baby sized huggable pillow so I can remember just what size the baby was when she was small.
She looks so adorable! I think you did an excellent job!
ReplyDeletewow, you did that so quickly. Did you try bribery? 'Cause sometimes the promise of candy will take their mind off of things?...ok, I'm sure you thought of all of that. Well, good for you for respecting her wishes. A lot of parents wouldn't have been as understanding...and prompt! And yes, you did a great job, and she looks just as beautiful with a bob as she did with long hair.
ReplyDeleteIt looks SO CUTE! Very good job!
ReplyDeleteBut I can see how it choked you up a bit to cut it... ;)
ReplyDeleteshe looks gorgeous, of course. But that's not the point.
ReplyDeleteI cry every time Jake gets a haircut. After, not during. that would be creepy. I have a jar of his hair in the linen closet. Creepy.
I remember the first time Jake ran to the children in the park instead of staying by my side.
And we just took a training wheel (one) off his bike.
And he is just getting so big these days.
And this is SUPPOSED to be the subject of my next post, but I'm already feeling better after being here and going through all this crazy stuff with you.
Thank you.