Every mom has their good and bad days, but this might have been up there for me in the bad department. Emma walked downstairs this morning her usual chipper self, and in the midst of lunch packing, paper signing, piano practice nagging, and breakfast pouring I glanced up and thought "hmmm...she had a rough night last night, look at that hair!" but went back to my morning regimen. A few minutes go by before I finally get a good look at her...and THIS is what I see:
I am pretty sure I lost mommy of the year award for what I said/did after that. No need to expand upon those ugly details in this pretty little blog. Tears (from both her and I) and a LOONG time out (for both her and I) later, I made her take a bath and wash her hair so I could see how bad it really was...and it was THIS BAD (remember, long, one length, curly locks):
Who is feeling the love right now???????? Oh and I better add, that her lips are black and blue b/c she found the black halloween frosting in the fridge...
I'm feeling just a small TWINGE of guilt looking at this sad face. But really, the mountain of hair...on the floor...in her bedroom...don't judge me!
I then made an emergency 911 call to my SIL's hair person (who is now officially also my hair person) who made me feel a little better and made her hair "layered" so it is still long and I can still "play" with it (though no long braids, side twists, buns, or much of any of my other hair mom's favorite do's). Though I can still play, she looks much like a 45 year old woman now instead of my 4 year old American Girl.
Words can not describe the sadness I have felt all morning long over the loss of the days/months of hair fun I am going to miss out on due to my scissor wielding child, but thank goodness I can still pull her bangs back and put flowers in. The throw up finally went back down when i sent her off to school today, with a smile and a hug...forgiveness had come (from her anyway, I am not sure when I will forgive her for this...).
Oh and thanks to Kristin who reminded me (in the midst of my tears of anger and sadness) to grab the camera and take some pictures. B/c this *might* be funny someday. It might be funnier knowing I just got done spending over $100 last night on matching clothes for my whole family b/c we are taking Christmas pictures TOMORROW. Ahh the life. This hair mom has been officially humbled.