Devil's Haircut

Today's post is not about Amita because not everything is about her. 99% of everything might be... but not everything! Two years and two months ago, I started growing out my hair. I wasn't sure how long I would be able to stand it, but once it reached critical mass, I decided that I might as well continue until it was long enough to donate. Fast forward to now and that's what I ended up doing yesterday.

I will stop the story right here and point out that this is not a new mommy haircut! This has been in the works for multiple years... long before Miss Amita was even a glimmer in our eyes. It just so happens to coincide with her arrival.

Anyhoo... my hair was actually long enough to donate a few months ago, but we were busy with tending to a newborn, so a cut didn't really fit into the schedule. Luckily for me, Amita was agreeable to me getting a haircut and was reasonably well behaved during my appointment (see... it all eventually comes back to her). So now I am back to being short and sassy... and my haircut matches that personality!