Hair is one of those features that just makes a big difference on how you look... I have always dreamed of having long gorgeous locks, but unfortunately I was not blessed with that feature and when I try growing it out, instead of having gorgeous healthy looking hair I dream of, it looks damaged and stringy.
With the combination of stringyness and the root color growing back in, I couldn't help but sigh/whine a bit every time I looked in the mirror.
So. . . I finally took a leap and got a hair cut and darkened my hair a bit.
When Daniel came home that night he ran up to me, kissed me and said, "Wow! You Look GOOD, I absolutely love your hair! He raved and raved about it throughout the week and told me he hopes I always keep my hair this length.
He even told me I looked more mature and older. . . (you mean I don't look like I'm in High School anymore ha)
It sure made me feel like a million bucks and of course helped me like it more myself.
Still was hard to get used to for the first couple of days, but I'm liking the fact Little mister Calvin can't grab it anymore.
Calvin is growing up so fast, he can lift his head up by himself while lying on my legs, he talks up a storm before bedtime just like he did in the womb except he moved instead of talked. He is grabbing things a lot more and can almost roll over.
Here is a video of him talking