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BIET'S FIRST HAIRCUT

Posted on: Wednesday







It happened.  My once-upon-a-time itty bitty baby girl climbed upon the seat and waited. All too conspicuously trying to quell her excitement, she gazed into the towering lighted mirror before her.  As the flowing black cape swept over her shoulders and the seat raised up to the highest height, a shy little smile broke through my baby doll's lips.  Sitting up straight in her throne, her entire body enshrouded by black fabric draping nearly to the floor, with her curl-engulfed head poised prettily on top, she was no longer a baby.  I was surprised to realize that she blended right in with the many well-heeled ladies and gents who sat beside her in the salon, draped in capes and reading magazines as they had their locks chopped and coiffed and colored.

She had, unmistakably, arrived at the door of her childhood; the brass-knobbed rainbow-striped door of independence and adventure that stands between the tender baby years and the brazen era of childhood.  And like the true strong-willed and stylish girl that she is, she was going to march through that door with a new do.

Jamie misted her curls and snipped away. Biet watched intently in the big mirror, turning her head as advised and quizzically eyeing the falling strands and curls as they tumbled down past her feet and landed softly on the floor.  All morning she had been asking me "Mama, gonna go to Jamie? Jamie's gonna do my hair!?," and I would reply "Yes, Biet, today we're going to see Jamie!," and she would throw her hands up and yell "Yeah!!."  I was certain that her excitement would mount to an eager, wiggly, scissor-grabbing experience at the salon, but I was wrong.  Quite the lady, she kept her hands in her lap and entrusted Jamie with her wild mane.  Quite the observer, she took in every detail around her, from the soft blush color of Jamie's hair to the rows of antique potion-like bottles against the wall, to the shiny-handled shears that danced around her head.  Quite the little girl, when I inquired where she would like to go with her new haircut, she exclaimed, "the  park, Mama!".

And now my baby big girl storms the city and wanders the streets and climbs the playgrounds with a beautiful bouncy bob.  And tucked away in a little paper envelope in a quiet drawer at home lies my reminder of the baby that she once was.  A single spiraled lock I've kept, the ends of which are feather soft, as they were the downy hair she was born with.  Once upon a time those hairs covered her tiny head as she grew in my belly, before I became a mother.  Now they remind me of how miraculously far we've come.

32 COMMENTS:

  1. I can't believe it. BIG girl! She looks so excited!

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    1. I can't believe it either! She was excited. She keeps asking to go back, haha!

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  2. I will also keep a lock of my daughters hair on her first hair cut...

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    1. It's just such a sentimental thing for a mother, right? I wish I had a lock from my first haircut!

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  3. This is a beautifully written post, brought me to tears.

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    1. Wow Lauren, thank you! xx

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  4. Lovely words, gorgeous pictures.

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    1. Thank you Hannah! You're always so sweet!

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  5. This post sort of broke my heart. My one year old is becoming more lean and boylike by the day, especially when he's in pants and no shirt he is such a long-bodied boy. I miss my baby already, even though every day with him gets sweeter and sweeter. I am not looking forward to that first haircut, even though I also am! Ah, motherhood is so confusing, I rejoice and mourn every step of the way. :)

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    1. I know what you mean! I think as mothers watching our children grow, our hearts will be broken a million times. But this stage is also so so fun!

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  6. beautifully written! it's hard for me to believe I have a set of three different curls tucked away in a drawer.

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    1. Wow! Three! Amazing, lady!

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  7. So lovely-and very exciting! I can't wait until my daughter has enough hair to even cut, I can barely even muster to get it into a barrette at this point! The pictures are beautiful (and I love the ring she is wearing!).

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    1. I feel like yesterday I was longing for her hair to grow long enough to put barrettes in! Now, its wild!

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  8. carla hall7:47:00 AM

    How beautiful written. Having some "mates" in this nice morning I just smiled. even if its a post with no pictures i would still enjoy it....

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  9. Thanks for writing in such an encouraging post. I had a glimpse of it and couldn’t stop reading till I finished. I have already bookmarked you.
    Estetik

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    1. Wow thank you Estetik! Please stop in as often as you like :)

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  10. Lovely pictures, she so cute!!

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  11. Belle, you are such an incredible writer. I officially want to be you when I grow up. The images you create are clear, and you infuse them with such genuine emotion.... Wow. Just wow.
    On another, equally as amazing, note. Your little girl is seriously one of the most stunning human beings I have ever seen! I know I have said before how beautiful she is, but that first shot of her gazing into the camera is breathtaking. Those big blue eyes, and those big, beautiful lips. Again: wow.
    And she looks so much like you. So really, what I'm trying to say is I think you're pretty and I wanna be just like you. haha.

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  12. I only wish I could have such adorable hair!!

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