It didn't take me long to make a decision about my hair..it needed to go. I could not deal with the anticipation of it falling out in clumps and finding half my head of hair on my pillow in the morning. Today was the day I got a buzz cut and let me tell you something, it felt great! Really...it was so freeing, and I was in charge. Who would have thought a buzz cut would feel so right?
Here I am texting my hubby that Little Miss is about to buzz my hair. I asked if he wanted to Face Time on our phones, but he politely declined.
Little Miss stayed interested for about 60 seconds and then she was off to play.
I went for the Mohawk first. That is E's tough guy expression...the Rock Star look.
My hair was short to begin with, but when you get a buzz cut, you reach a whole new level of short...a place few of us may ever go.
My friend Lauren took time out of her day to give me a Rockin' Buzz Cut (don't worry...that's not the end result...this was the Mohawk halfway through the process)
Here's the end result with my rocks of support.
Photo, courtesy of E.
This before photo is rough...yikes...that's the result of wearing a kerchief on your head all day. No worries about my hair looking like that now...talk about low maintenance.
The best part of the entire process was E...."Mommy, that haircut isn't so bad; actually, it looks kind of good." Thanks buddy. If an 8 year old can be ok with Mommy's new do, so can I. Little Miss was not so sure at first, but I think it may be growing on her and it only took a little convincing to get her to pose for a picture with me.
I tried to upload a video of today's event, but it's taking me a little time and I may have to consult my Tech. Guy (aka: husband). Stayed tuned for the video: coming soon.
All photos from this post were taken by mom: I think she has a hidden talent. Thanks Mom!