Last week at work on one of my trips to the bathroom I stopped and looked at myself in the mirror. A little too closely, perhaps. I was checking out my hair and roots because I keep telling myself everyday to pick up the phone and make a damn appointment already because I love my highlight/lowlight mix along with the "bangs that were a mistake" but really did a lot for me and now they look like I am trying to grow them out. Blech! (Note to self: when re-reading this post, please call to make an appointment this Friday, as you think you might be able to take the day off!)
Ok, what was I saying? Yes, my hair...I was looking at how much root exposure there was when I suddenly noticed something that was enlightning - yes, pun intended. It was a single hair. Bright in color. Not exactly blonde. Not exactly gray. It appeared white, and yes, it was growing from the root and was only about an inch or so long. I think I examined it for a few minutes or so while I debated to pull it out or leave it be.
If it's true what they say and ten more grow in its place then you will be the first to know, I promise. I had to pull that sucker out, I'm sorry! I'm really not that old, which led me to think:
-Did this come about from my new life as a mother over the last couple of years - all those sleepless nights, all of that general worry about something happening to my girls, all those sicknesses?
-Or, would it have happened regardless?
While I would like to believe that it would have happened regardless, I know that I'm probably wrong. If it really is a result of being a mother and all that I have endured over the last couple of years, then I wouldn't have it any other way. Because being a mother is like nothing else in the entire world and one that I would give up everything for.
And, hey, I can color my hair until I'm 100, if I still care about it at that point.
(SIDENOTE: Happy Birthday, Toddy!)
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
You've GOT to be Kidding!
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3 comments:
Hehe, Thanks!
As for the wise tale about plucking a hair makes 10 grow in it's place...It's too bad it isn't true, or when people start going bald they could just pluck a few hairs and remain hairfull. Hmm, I don't think that's a word.
Every month when I cut my husband's hair it's a little thinner on top. What he doesn't know yet won't hurt him.
Don't worry about that grey thing...there's plenty more where that came from! Just look at me! Just tell everyone you got that grey gene from Dad. BTW, the grey accelerates as your kids get older, reaching the speed of light when they become teenagers!!!
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