Interestingly enough, this post is about the baby hair that is growing on my head! Not my baby's hair, or lack thereof, actually.
With nursing comes all kinds of strange and wonderful experiences. For the first six months, my hair fell out like crazy. I don't know the physics of it all, but there was just one too many hair falling out. I would run my hand through my hair, and out came a handful of hair. I would blow dry my hair after a shower, and it would blow a handful of hair out. It was not pleasant. I would lean over in Abby's crib, and all of a sudden, flutter flutter flutter. There goes three strands of hair, now landing all over Abby. But around seven months, something even more weird started happening. New hair started growing on my head! Right alongside my hairline, all these little baby hairs are sticking out. Other friends who are in similar situations are experiencing the same thing. I haven't had baby hair since third grade.
Danny thinks it's cool. I guess I should be thankful that my hairline is increasing, and not the opposite. It's not like fathers get a fresh new batch of hair to replace their missing strands. Hey, but no complaints, right, men? A small bonus for mothers, who do all the hard work with the nursing.
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
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well just wait until you get to that stage where it's like kinda longer and just sticks straight up. that was the worst!!
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