As I was combing my conditioner through (because I’m the type of girl that meticulously follows instructions, even when printed on the back of a bottle of conditioner), my pulse quickened as I combed out so much hair I thought I might be going bald. Uncle Fester bald. Rest assured, dear superficial internets, that I’m simply experiencing one of the many “wonders” of motherhood: postpartum hair loss.
When one is expecting a child, one’s normal hair-loss pattern is paused (which is why many women report wearing luxurious locks during their preggo months), and, usually a few months after birth, all of that saved-up hair seems to fall out all at once. Even though I was expecting an exodus of hair, nothing prepared me for the drain-clogging Cousin-It looking nightmare that has befallen me. I thought to take a picture to show you, but even I have a sense of privacy.
(Un)fortunately for me, I’ve got the thickest hair I’ve ever seen on a Northern Italian, so this sudden hair loss is such a blessing. I was growing weary of figuring out just what in the heck to do with all of that hair. And unlike some women, my hair is falling out evenly, which is convenient. I’m approaching my next juncture (new hair style!) faster than I anticipated, so I’m taking suggestions. I’m thinking blunt-ish eyebrow length bangs with collar-bone length, dirty-blonde layers. (While we’re talking about this, can we also come up with another name for “dirty” blonde? I’ve never liked that sobriquet.) Here’s a picture of a hairstyle that I really like, although I just cannot remember where I found her:
Share your scary hair loss stories in the comments below, or pitch in on my new hair style! (Also, just so you know, I gave myself a high-five a la Liz Lemon for making two Addams Family references in a single post. Just before Halloween. Unintentionally. Holler!)