Pregnancy gives me cankles, heartburn, and a few other nasty things, but I’ve realize it can also be a nice scape goat.

“Why did you put the milk in the pantry?”
Pregnancy brain

“Why are you crying while watching this CSI episode?”
Hormones

You get the picture.

And so I blame pregnancy for my recent adventures in hair mutilation. I was in the bathroom getting ready, and I wanted to try this hairstyle I had recently seen on someone involving a braid along my forehead, something kind of like this.

I achieved a braid that looked okay, pinned it back with no bumps, and began to curl the ends. A close look at my forehead revealed a mass of unkempt wispies. Those 1@*!@ wispies, I’ve been fighting them all my life, and they never grow longer than a few inches.

I reached in the cupboard, pulled out the scissors, and

snip! I cut them as close to the scalp as possible. It looked bad. Maybe it would be better in a few weeks though?

Need a closer look?

Nice.

As you can see, it looks awful, and I feel like a naughty child.

If you are going crazy due to the wispies, I would not suggest this solution. Bad, bad plan.

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