The most disgusting thing I’ve ever posted and why

Take a look at this.


Yes, it is my hair.
Yes, it is gross. (even though it is my own hair and it is freshly shampooed, it eeks me out)
Yes, there is even a gray hair in it.

This is a regular occurrence for me – I’ve started the after-pregnancy shedding. Usually, I’m just astonished at the amount of hair that one person can lose on any given day and not be bald. But today it struck me in a way it hadn’t before.

Today, it served as a reminder of time marching on.
No more pregnancy hormones.
No more maternity clothes.
No more prenatal visits.

And the sadness struck me.

There is excitement about what lies ahead for our family. But today, it is mingling with sadness, and the reality that my childbearing days are over. I understand why parents are prone to baby their last child, and to hold onto that child’s baby-ness.

It’s a paradox – this thing called parenting. You want to raise them to grow up and be these amazingly wonderful adults. Yet, it aches to see it happening. It is a constant brewing pot of emotions.

I am blessed to have been given these days. Days preordained by the Lord.

But it doesn’t make a wad of hair in the bathtub drain easier to look at.

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Comments

  1. LOL. This gave me a chuckle and also a sigh of melancholy. I can TOTALLY relate. To every word. Although I’ve never taken a picture of my hair. That thought has never occurred to me. ;-)

    I lose a ton of hair, though. A TON. It’s disconcerting. I’ve been done nursing for a year, now!

  2. I get the same way….just the littlest thing will set me off.

    Last week I was sorting through the kids books and took a whole bunch of baby books to the basement. I was sniffling the whole time.

  3. Yeah, that was disgusting.

    I felt like my maternity days were over, AND I was going bald. I never got any heartwarming feelings from it, though. Mainly, because nobody bothered to tell me it was normal!

  4. Oh, I hear your heart…mine was with you this weekend as we weeded out some of Daughter’s stuffed toys. She chose some of the ones handed down to her from my Son when he was a baby…they’re twelve years old!!!! Where has the time gone?!?!?!

  5. The Flip Flop Mamma! says:

    This was a really great post. Strange how it came about :) but great post nonetheless!

  6. I can relate all too well. My brother and his wife are expecting a baby in March, so I decided it was time to rifle through my “stuff” and pass along suitable items for their baby. Unfortunately along with this task has come a lot of tears and nostalgia, with the seemingly never-ending reminders that I’m not going down that path ever again. And yes, I agree. Parenting is a paradox. And it’s hard. So hard.

  7. I think you perfectly caught in words the mixed feeling of being a loving parent, Karla. Funny what thoughts a pile of hair in the tub brings out, isn’t it?

  8. Missy @ It's Almost Naptime says:

    I know exactly how you feel.

  9. Our family is complete, but everytime I look at my 15 month old I get a little sad to know that the baby days are behind me.

    Change is good but sad too.

  10. My Sam is 15 months old and I am STILL losing that much and more hair all the time. I had washing my hair now because I think I am going to go bald if it keeps up!

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