Haircuts, couch cushion access to Narnia, and hairy babies? Life as MOM contributor Deanna hilariously brings them all together as she shares her thoughts on our individual strengths and weaknesses as moms.
So it’s no secret that I have 3 very small children. And it’s no secret that they keep me very busy. And it’s no secret that my babysitting help just went back to college and/or got a full time job and could no longer help me.
But apparently what WAS the secret was what my hair was doing in the back.
I hadn’t been able to make a hair cut appointment in some time because I just couldn’t line up a sitter to go. This spring my sister got married, and I had gotten my long front/short back style done with a very severe angled cut so that I would look dressy with little effort for the big day.
What I didn’t realize was that as this grew out, it would stop looking stylish and start looking like a two year old cut off a hunk on both sides perhaps while I was asleep.
I gasped when I looked in a hand held mirror and saw what everyone else had been looking at for a month. Way to give me the heads up, children.
I looked at the super long strands in the front. I looked at the short cut in the back. Really- all that I needed to do was to cut an inch off each super long strand and the whole thing would look even again. Right? How hard could this be?
I grabbed the scissors from the boys’ hair cutting kit, carefully grabbed the long piece, and while biting my lip, I cut with the precision of a 3 year old using dull scissors to open the secret couch cushion to enter Narnia.
I flipped it around a bit. Not bad. It looked a little different, but not bad.
I went out into the Living Room and high-fived my husband. Look what I just did! I saved us $40! I am so thrifty and frugal! I rock!
He said it looked awesome (especially after he heard the $40 part), and then I returned back to the mirror to gloat some more at my obvious hair cutting prowess.
It was upon the second look when I noticed it. Random uncut hairs floating down below the hair line. Where did they come from? I cut them and studied it again. More hairs to fix! I got this! I adjusted and adjusted until I looked in the mirror and realized- this looked horrible.
No, this looked worse than horrible. If Horrible got married to Awful and had uneven, hairy babies- that’s what it looked like.
I went back out to my husband and bawled. “OH my goodness I can’t believe I just did this to my hair! It looks awful! I can’t ever leave the house again! Hat season is a month away. It’s too short for a pony tail. My life is over!”
He muttered something about it looking $40 worth of good. I then started to worry that he was also going blind.
Long story short, I found an awesome friend who actually DOES have hair cutting prowess who fixed my little mess as well as the grown out layers in the back. She had an opening for that evening, and as I sat on her kitchen stool and meekly let the professional do her job, I started thinking about how we all have things that we are good at. And things that we’re not.
She snipped effortlessly with her scissors WHILE holding a conversation. It was like a surgeon standing over the surgery table with all of his knowledge and experience behind him instead of the janitor wearing scrubs, asking where he should cut next. I bowed to her. Never had I appreciated her skill more than I did in that moment.
Sometimes as moms I think we all somehow think that we should all be good at the same things. But even more than that- I think we hold our children to this impossible standard. That somehow our child will be the one to DO ALL THE THINGS. and be good AT EVERYTHING.
But the truth is, my degrees in music education do not qualify me to cut hair. Your child might be super smart and super quick, but there will be things in your child’s life that he will naturally be good at. And things he won’t be.
What am I getting at with this?
My daughter has Down syndrome. When you hear that, you might automatically think of all the things that she won’t be good at- things that will make her struggle- things that set her apart as different.
But I want you to know- there are things that my daughter is awesome at. She has her own set of gifts along with her own set of struggles- just like any other child.
Being extremely sensitive to emotions around her, owning the best laugh in the entire world, sharing with her brothers, babying her babies with finesse, helping mommy make pizza, downing a bowl of M&Ms in record speed before Mommy catches her, giving hugs, setting the table, holding hands, shouting “AMEN” at the dinner table after prayer, dressing herself, rocking a day at school, and on and on and on I could go.
Maybe even one day my daughter will grow up and learn to teach music like Mommy. Or learn to cut hair. I would say thank goodness! Save the $40! But if I know her? She’ll charge me $50. She’s smart like that.
We all have things we are good at. And things we’re not. I love celebrating the difference amongst us. There is so much to learn from each other. And so much to celebrate.
Tonight I am celebrating a fixed hair cut. Cutting hair is no joke. I completely admire those with the gift. As the “got stuck in the weed whacker” look that I was sporting a few hours ago can attest? I ain’t got it.
Deanna is passionate about special needs advocacy and new motherhood- two things that go hand in hand for her right now. Three kids four and under, the oldest of which has Down syndrome- keeps her quite busy. But there’s always enough time left at the end of the day to write all about the insanity at her blog Everything and Nothing from Essex. And to laugh- always, always there is time to laugh.
Technically labeled a “special” mother, Deanna really finds nothing special about herself. Truly, special needs parenting is just about taking it one day at a time- enjoying the highs, sloughing through the lows, and stumbling through the mundane while drinking too much coffee. Read all of Deanna’s posts here.