Having my hair cut has always been something that I have loved doing, a bit of time to myself and a chance to have a lovely chat with my hairdresser. I have been going to the same hairdresser since I was thirteen years old and she has seen me go through a lot of different hair styles!
I went through a period of always wanting a new style and would spend ages going to magazines finding my new look and taking it my next appointment. Sometimes it worked out and other times, not so well!
Over the years, she has become more than a hairdresser. We know everything there is to know about each others lives and she has been there every step of my life. She did my hair on my wedding day, she coped with doing my hair whilst I was going through the bad stage of my morning sickness, which you can read about here, and she held my babies within a few weeks of them being born.
The best bit is, ten years ago she left the salon she had worked at for a long time and started out on her own. Of course there was never any doubt that I would come with her. When you find an amazing hairdresser you follow them everywhere…So, now I have my hair done at home.
This week when I was having my hair done, I knew that it was time for Holly to have her first hair cut. It was going a bit crazy and growing into a point at the front, not a good look!
There really is no one else that I would want to cut my girls hair, she has cut Alice’s hair since that very first time she had a hair cut. Alice loves having her hair cut and will play hairdressers all the time.
Holly climbed up onto Alice’s chair, always a favourite, and had the gown put on. You can tell from her face, that she couldn’t quite work out what was going to happen next.
She kept trying to look behind to see what was happening, but quickly realised she couldn’t see. My mum was holding up one of her favourite books, to try and keep her still. She was a little angel and didn’t cry or wiggle around.
She only had a tiny bit cut off, but I kept some hair, just like I did when Alice had her first hair cut.
The cutest part was afterwards when I sat down for my hair cut, she went and got her book and held it up reading it to me. Just like we had with her…that little girl melts my heart.
She still has her cute little curls at the back, which I spend ages winding round my fingers when she sits on my lap. I can’t get enough of them. Her hair is so different from Alice’s, but it is also so familiar.
Because she has the same hair, as I had at her age. My mum brought over a picture of me at Holly’s age and she really is a mini me. I hope her curls stay forever, because mine disappeared when I turned three and now my hair is so straight, people can’t imagine I had curls as a toddler. There is something so adorable about curls…
Watching my little girl sat having her first haircut made me a bit sad, because she is just growing up so quickly at the moment. She really isn’t a baby anymore and more a little toddler, the baby years are slipping away from me.
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