yesterday we went for round four of hair braiding. i will be thankful if i survive these years with no hearing loss from the decibel level of Mikisa’s screams when we do anything to her hair. it is ridiculously loud. i held her hand and her head while our talented friend Niki (a mom we met at therapy who has a fantastic afro and kindly offered to help out with our girls’ hair) laboriously worked on the matted mess, one section at a time. she combed, blow-dryed, straightened, combed, and braided each little section. it took no less than 4 hours. and our girl, she screamed the.whole.time. we were both exhausted by the end. i’m happy to say that we won’t be touching that hair for at least another month!! thank you God.
we’re considering shaving it all off. or putting it in dreads. or something…anything that would help us avoid the daily combing torture sessions. we really don’t think it hurts her that badly, but it obviously triggers some kind of fight or flight response in her so we have absolutely uncontrollable tears. it is definitely a two-man job to do anything with her hair, and i just don’t know how long we can keep this up.
doesn’t she look gorgeous though?
she definitely rocks the braided look, and i absolutely love her hair!!! if it weren’t for the screaming hissy fits, i think i would really enjoy the challenge of learning a whole new way of hair care. but i have to say that for now, i’m thankful that daughter #2 won’t have crazy, course, curly, thick afro hair.