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<\/p>\nLast night we had a girls haircut night here on the Homestead.<\/p>\n
For quite a few years, I’ve been cutting hair. Not professionally, at all. Ha! But it all started when I was about… oh… 12 years old and my mom didn’t want me to have bangs.<\/p>\n
I had been wearing my hair all one length for quite a few years. I don’t even know why she didn’t want me to have bangs because I had bangs when I was little? But she must of had her reasons.<\/p>\n
Anywho, one day I went into the bathroom at about 12 years of age, or maybe 13, it doesn’t really matter. I decided to cut just the teensiest amount of bangs and then just wet them and smear them to my head so my mom would never know. I decided I could do this, then just brush the bangs down when I went off to school, then wet them and smear them back up on my head before I went home! \u00a0My mom would be happy, and I would be happy. And all would be well.<\/p>\n
My memory is a little fuzzy, but I recall something about sitting around the dinner table one evening and suddenly a bit of my bangs fell down onto my forehead. I don’t think I noticed, but one of my three sisters did. I’m quite sure she exclaimed something about me having cut my bangs, and the rest was history.<\/p>\n
I guess my mom\u00a0realized\u00a0then that I really DID want bangs, badly enough to cut them myself and try to hide it from her. Ha!<\/p>\n
From there we had several transitions with the bangs.<\/p>\n
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Aren’t I brave to share highschool photos with you all?<\/p>\n
If you knew me well, you’d know just how brave I’m being. I HATE photos of myself!<\/p>\n
And that brings me to the “loving yourself” part of this post.<\/p>\n
Julia always gets upset with me because I don’t like her snapping photos in my direction. Hee hee. She says she’s not going to have any memories of her Mommy.<\/p>\n
I’m also really big on telling my girls they need to love themselves for who they are, not what they see others looking like, etc., you know the drill.<\/p>\n
I think I’m sending mixed messages to my daughters.<\/p>\n
I have four of them, so it’s really important to me that I get this right.<\/p>\n
I don’t want to be a hypocrite. How would THAT be for credibility?!<\/p>\n
So that means I’ve been having to learn how to “love myself”, JUST AS I AM<\/strong>. *gulp*<\/em><\/p>\n I can’t tell my girls to love themselves, then hate the way I look.<\/em><\/p>\n I always blame it on being overweight. That I don’t FEEL like myself, that I don’t LOOK like myself, so I hate pictures of myself, this way.<\/p>\n However, I’ve been saying that for 10 years now and I’m not any closer to looking like “myself” now, then I was 10 years ago. So I guess either my children will go the rest of their lives without photos of their mama, or I need to just get over myself.<\/p>\n Some how, I think it’s best I just get over myself.<\/p>\n Last night I cut Julia, Shaylah, and my hair. Joshua (son) recently got an iphone and had snapped several photos of me. In every photo, to me, I looked like some balding old lady! I’ve been wearing a ‘side swept’ bang for quite some time now. I thought it looked ok! Until I saw myself in all these photos with my forehead bulging through the ‘side swept’ parting. *gasp!*<\/em><\/p>\n I decided I need “real” bangs again. No more side sweeping! So it was time for hair cuts! I had been promising the girls for days already.<\/p>\n Shaylah, always had VERY fine hair. It seems it’s suddenly decided to thicken up! It’s amazing really, it’s like she has 3times the hair now! Just since I last trimmed it. She wanted a slightly more ‘choppy’ hair do, but didn’t want me to cut any of the length. I convinced her that trimming it would be best to take off the scraggy ends but that I’d only take off an inch or so, then slightly layer\/chop the bottom. She was happy with that.<\/p>\n Julia didn’t want much done except to trim the bottom up a bit. She seems to be developing some wave to her hair.<\/p>\n And finally, my own hair cut.<\/p>\n I was REALLY brave this morning. I don’t know what ever possessed me. I’m not even wearing makeup, yet I dared to snap photos of my hair cut!<\/p>\n It’s very hard to snap a good photo of yourself with a heavy camera, in the mirror, and it’s very tempting to just shove that camera right in front of my face and leave it there. hee hee<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"http:\/\/homesteademporium.smugmug.com\/photos\/i-wrVR6Z7\/0\/M\/i-wrVR6Z7-M.jpg\")
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\n(that’s a Linnea<\/a> top by the way, just incase you were wondering…)<\/em><\/p>\n![\"\"](\"http:\/\/homesteademporium.smugmug.com\/photos\/i-BK9KzQj\/0\/M\/i-BK9KzQj-M.jpg\")
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