Warning: This post isn’t about anything I made…well, I made a donation, does that count? I wanted to share this anyway because in the last year I’ve realized that, sometimes, knowing that someone is going through the same thing you are, even if it’s something as lame as growing out hair, can make you feel that much better when you’re feeling down.
In February I decided to take the plunge and get a “post baby chop”. I’d been wanting to go short – VERY short – for some time, and all the post-partum hair loss and constantly having my hair up in a bun solidified my decision. I decided I’d go for a cute, wash and wear pixie cut. Easy peasy to manage with a little one! I also decided that since my hair was dye-free, I’d do a good deed and donate my locks to a charitable organization.
I chopped off approximately 11 inches of hair. I wasn’t nervous. I had put a lot of thought into my decision and I knew hair grew back. This is the cut a few days after getting it :
I forgot to mention that I also went to a brand new stylist for this cut – I ended up with a cut that was quite a bit shorter than the picture I’d brought and unfortunately the layering was a little off. I cannot over emphasize the importance of a trusted hair stylist when making a drastic style change.
I ended up donating my hair to Angel Hair for Kids. THAT FELT GREAT. Knowing that I could somehow help a little one who was going through an incredibly difficult time made it all the more worthwhile.
I loved my new ‘do…for about 2 weeks. Then I quickly realized that having uber short hair with a 7 month old was not as easy as I thought it would be. In fact, it was worse; because I HAD to style it before leaving the house. No more waking up, throwing it in a ponytail and hitting the road. No no, I had to somehow find a way to shower and make my hair look somewhat presentable before stepping out for the day. For those who don’t know, having a baby means you don’t get to shower whenever you want. You either try to wake up crazy early (to beat them to it) and get in the shower, or you wait until nap time – IF your child naps.
So less than a month sporting my new short locks I decided I was growing it out. And let me tell you, while hair DOES grow back, it does so at a snail’s pace, and never as fast as you would like it to. I Googled “growing out a pixie cut” for tips to make the process as painless as possible. The number 1 thing I got from it: AVOID THE MULLET. The key is to continue trimming the back while the top layers grow out. So that was my plan of attack. I didn’t take pictures at specific intervals but here are some of the looks I’ve been “rocking” (I use the term loosely as I didn’t really feel like I was “rocking” anything) over the last 9-10 months:
Many of the articles and blogs I read about growing out your hair encouraged the use of headbands, accessories, big earrings, etc… to help make the growing out process more fun and stylish. However, I have an abnormally small head, and headbands never fit me right or stay on. Also, big earrings while on maternity leave with grabby hands = disaster. So, I never really put those tips into practice. To make matters worse, when little man was 9 months old I found out I was pregnant with kid 2.0. As I got rounder, I felt more and more self-conscious about the lack of hair on my head – like I was out of balance: small head, hardly any hair, very round body. To say my self-esteem took a beating is an understatement.
Luckily, pregnancy hormones help hair grow faster 🙂 At almost 10 months post-chop (and 9+ months pregnant) I finally have a real bob. My hair finally looks like a style that I’ve purposely chosen, not some semblance of an attempt to have a “funky” short haircut.
It’s still not as long as I’d like. Ideally I’d have wanted to be able to put it up by the time this little one came along, and it doesn’t look like that’ll be the case. But it’s not far off. All in all, I don’t regret cutting it off. One of the biggest reasons for this is the donation I made – no matter how awkward and un-sexy I’ve felt in the last year, I made a choice to cut my hair off. Too many people, including children, have this choice made for them due to a cruel twist of fate. If I can help them feel even a little bit better about themselves, that makes me feel good.