Here it is... all braided and ready to be shipped off to Locks of Love.
A view from the back.
And a view from the front. My hair is still kinda damp in this picture.
Another shot, the day after, when I washed my hair myself (still working on the appropriate amount of shampoo and conditioner) and actually let it dry before taking the picture.
And the side view...!
People ask me why I did it. I don't have a great reason, except that I felt like it, I was tired of losing so much hair, a little bit of mommyhood kicked in, it was a bit of an impulse decision, and I felt good about donating my hair for a good cause.
I have to admit, I was a little worried about the reaction from my two boys. Tim was the ever-perfect husband, who greeted me when I walked in the door by pausing the meeting he was leading, standing up, kissing and hugging me and telling me how great it looked. And Sebastian slobbered all over me, just like usual - his way of showing his love, and never seemed to be phased. My fears that he wouldn't recognize his mama were completely unwarranted. Silly me.