the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Just a trim

Last weekend I scheduled a very long overdue haircut for Leta. The last official haircut was over two years ago, a much more dramatic difference in length than what she had ever been used to. I’ve trimmed the ends every few months since then but the texture of her hair is getting so unruly that every time I brush it she has to brace for near death. Because it had been so long I splurged on a conditioning treatment to address the months of chlorine buildup from this summer’s camp activities and then had my stylist clean everything up. Morning and evening routines have been a lot smoother since then, although she still sometimes wakes up she looks like she has purposefully teased every inch of her hair into a flaming religious bush, and I’m like, is Jesus talking to me through my child’s head? Because I’m listening.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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