Have you had your child's haircut? The horrendous haircut that scarred my daughter !!

The start of the hair story!

my baby girl's hair at 8 months

When I had my baby girl, she was born with quite a bit of hair on her head. By six months it was long enough to tie up little small ponytails. Yes it was a little fuss...but I would quickly put her in front of the TV...do her hair and that was it. Usually by another few hours it was a mess...with the hair covering her eyes...and still I didn't want her very first hairs cut off.  By nine months the hair grew near shoulders with small curls at the end and I absolutely loved them but doing the hair was becoming a more surmountable task.

The aunt who loves cutting  hair!
It was around this time my aunt-in-law from India made her first visit to London to stay with us. I was a bit nervous because she happens to be very career oriented and savvy interior designer in Chennai. I was relieved to find out that when she is on holiday she tends to take a step back and have fun. We loved having her over and as I have grown to know her more - I think she happens to be a closet hair stylist - I say this because every time she is here - she either wants to cut my hair or my daughter's. So while her first stay here, she was adamant that she cut my little girls hair so after a while I conceded. So as I kept my little girl busy, my aunt in law chopped of her hair and we realized she looked much cuter with her hair short.

The lady barber who scared my daughter!
 So from then on, every few months as they grew, I took my daughter to the lady's barber who does my husband's hair. My daughter sat on my lap and the lady cut her hair. So far first trip no problems and I was happy that I didn't have to bother about doing up her hair anymore. I think it happened to be her third visit to the barber when she was a bit petrified of her hair being cut in front and wasn't too happy about it falling on her face. So she started to cry when the lady went right to her face and in her polish accent militaristic voice loudly told my daughter  Shh...shh...shh..NO! NO! NO! .stop crying stop crying....now my daughter was even more petrified that she started balling away. More so I  haven't been a situation like this before I wasn't sure what to do, I tried to pacify my daughter but the lady kept on telling my daughter shh...shh...KEEP QUIET!! We were nearly done with her haircut and I just wanted to take my daughter home. After a few months I went back, hoping my daughter had forgotten about the event but she took one look at the lady and she refused to have her haircut. She pulled out such a tantrum that I had to take her home. We have tried cutting at home but the event for now had scarred her from anyone approaching a scissors through her hair.

my little baby girl

My little baby girl !! She is already 8 months old and its hard to believe that the months have passed by so quickly. I still remember the day she was born. We were just the two of us for the those three days on the labor ward. She looked at me with those mesmerizing eyes and stole my heart. Being mommy is hard work, the first month was excruciating, the first time parents that we were, we didn't know zilch. Its been a while since its been like that. Just when things were going beautifully, the routine, eating solids and sleeping at night, I thought things were getting perfect. Until one day she threw up and then there was the diarrhoea, and the night was crazier, she would wake up every hour an half in pain and cry cry. Its almost heartbreaking to see her cry in pain. It made me cry as well coz I felt helpless not being able to help her. But she has gotten better, she still has some disturbed sleep on some nights but we are getting there. Yes these two months have been grueling but I have to say within these months she also reached some milestones. She began sitting and now she is crawling and curiously exploring room after room. During the day she is quite upbeat and that I am happy about. Here is she now

My baby is ill :( some hard times

Last week has been quite difficult ,my little one had diarrhea and has kept me up all nite. I took her to the health visitor got some derolyte, hope she feels better soon. Today to the GP,hope they find the reason coz i have been racking up brain to what set it. I think its due to her teething but got to see after the stool test results are in. Its quite scary when your child falls sick and you feel u can't do anything . Its really. A hopeless feeling.Our routine has gone haywired and she has refuses to eat her solids. Sometimes i wished i had some help looking after. Doing it all by myself ,yes hubby is around but he is busy with work. There are days when its just wonderful with my little one but now since she turned 8months she has been clingy and crying for every small thing. She even wakes up at nite and cries if she doesn't get her way. Sometimes i can't cope but  i need to find a way. Can't wait till we move out of here in may i need to change things for both of us so we can be much happier. Wishing myself all the luck!