River's First Haircut : Before & After
We have been putting this off for a while because I loved River's little curls, twisting them around my fingers, those sweet strawberry blond baby curls.
I guess I knew when we cut his hair, he would stop being my baby and turn into a little boy, because that is how it has been from the beginning of time - or at least the beginning of cutting little boys' hair.
You see, I didn't want to be Delilah cutting Sampson's hair;
him losing all his power and me losing my baby.
Even Skyler was reluctant, pushing the date back repeatedly.
Even though 2 was the age we decided we could emotionally deal with cutting his hair, we waited an extra month.
But the curls became an wild mess, to long and fine to tame. So today as I watched his curls tumble to the floor, I thought I'd be sad, but I wasn't. I felt relief and excitement.
River was very nervous about it at first, crying and insisting that I hold his hand and lean into him as the very nice girl snipped snipped away. A single crocodile tear landed on my hand and in someways it broke my heart. But my River is brave and soon nervousness turned into "I don't know what's going but I kind of like it" and then he let go of my hand and played with the toy as he thought, "ok, this ain't all that bad" especially when they gave him a sucker at the end.
And so my sweet River emerged as a boy with a really cute faux-hawk,
{but I still have some of his sweet baby curls in case I ever need them}
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