My husband goes through phases where he wants his hair to grow. So he leaves it to push, until one day, he gets sick of it and just wants to shave it off. This weekend, we came to the 'shave it off'-stage of the cycle.
So we got the clippers out, and this time, our daughter was really interested. She said that she wanted her hair off too. Of course my husband cringed. Would we be cutting off her gorgeous little angel curls? Remember that her hair has never been cut at all. We strongly believe in physical authenticity and therefor have always left her to decide what to wear (or more likely, not to wear) and how to look. Yes, even at the mere age of 3.
So since she had never asked for her hair to be cut (she did know the option existed, she had seen me cut and clip my husband's hair and has been to the hairdresser with me and my mother in law), her hair just grew and grew, without any shape or special cut. And that was fine.
But now she was asking for it. And to clip it no less!
So we laid aside our parental hopes and expectations, and she took a seat on the chair for me to 'work my magic'. For full disclosure, we asked her several times if she was sure, and we wee kind of hesitant, and my husband ended up hiding behind the door, biting away his tears. I asked her if she wanted it short like daddy or long like mine (I could just take off the ends, if that was what she wanted). SHe seemed indecisive and asked long first.
I took off some ends and then she changed her mind. "No," she said firmly, "I want it all off".
So I started shaving the sides and back of her head, at 9 mm, her beautiful angelic golden locks dropping to the floor. After that was done, she told me to stop. She wanted to see.
We were left with something best described as the cut Rihanna had at the time of Russian Roulette. Very long at the top and trimmed at sides and back.
|This is what it looks like from behind|
She instantly had a big smile on her face. "I like it." she said. "It's not like mommy and not like daddy. It's like me."
That made me the proudest mommy on earth. And I still am proud about it.
At 3 she knows what she wants, she knows who she is, and she is unafraid to make bold choices.
I am so very happy that we got over ourselves and made it happen. It has yet again proved to me that I have to believe in her, and follow her. That her appearance is hers and hers alone.
And for the reactions: everyone that has seen it thinks it's great and that it looks really well on her, but I am sure that, were we in Europe, we'd get even more bitching about this then we did about not cutting.