victorious

[Fingers crossed, in hopes that the Hair Gods continue to smile on me. Good hair day.]

I realize that making multiple blog posts about good and bad hair days is a little self indulgent and vain, but I feel it necessary to record the few victories I do have over my postpartum hair. That way, if and when I decide to do the whole baby thing again, I will remember that 6 1/2 months after giving birth, I will possibly see and feel bits and pieces of my pre-baby self coming back.

There is a light at the end of every tunnel. And in this case, there's a sweet baby boy to keep me company whether my hips are wider, my skin looser or my hair thinner.