Children influence you in unexpected ways. For example, Rosie encouraged me to try a new haircut.
Not only was I admiring Rosie’s short, soft locks, but I was also experiencing a great deal of pain every time Rosie wound her strong, saliva-moistened hands into my hair. No kind of ponytail or up-do would restrain her from grabbing the curls right at my scalp and yanking. And, of course, removing her little monkey hand was like trying to get a burr out of my unwieldy mane. I had had enough.
So, inspired by Rosie, and a character’s impromptu haircut in my latest read, plus my good friend who cropped hers, I decided to take the plunge. I scheduled an appointment and got to work, obsessively googling “short curly hair” to try to find some visuals of the look I wanted.
I have chopped off my hair a couple of times in my adult life, with mixed results. It is often hard to know what the curly hair will end up looking like — it sometimes just springs up with a life of its own, without any regard to my wishes. But, I’m really pleased with how my hair turned out. For the first time in my life, I have been getting my haircut regularly (if twice a year can be “regular”) from the same person. Danielle takes plenty of time, listens really well to learn what I want, and knows just how to cut my hair — plus, she’s loads of fun! This time, I showed her some photos of the look I was going for, and she decided to cut my hair dry, so the curls wouldn’t give us surprises later — a stroke of genius.
Lucy still recognized me the next morning, and I am so glad to not have to wrestle Rosie’s hand out of my hair during middle-of-the-night feedings anymore. I’m sure I’ll grow my hair out again, but short is certainly convenient for this stage of my life!