Tell Me Thursday - Tears Explained

I went away to Las Vegas to spend some much need QT time with my love. Before I left my daughter looked like the "before" picture. Her dad & I both have good black hair. If you're black you know what that means. Soft, not kinky, naturally wavy and easy to take care of. The kids inherited that. My daughter has curly, soft, Shirley Temple type curls but not as tight. It's not fun to wash, detangle, part (I can't part her hair to save my life, it's always crooked) and braid. It's a hassle, a pain in the ass & we usually both end up in tears but it's her hair. It's how she was born, it's how she's always been for 6 years. It's just right.

I return from Vegas, finally wake up, come into the living room and see...the AFTER PICTURE. My sweet little 6 year old baby girl princess pumpkin head with LONG SILKY STRAIGHT HAIR! I ran back into my room, looked at my love with my mouth WIDE OPEN in shock. Remember Bush's "Shock & Awe" Campaign? That was me. Surprised, taken aback, not prepared and freaked out all at the same time. I went back into the living room and she gave me a big hug. I sat down on the sofa and she crawled into my lap (aaahhhh love). I looked at her, inspected everything and immediately texted her dad to make sure this wasn't permanent. While I was in Vegas, the kids spent the weekend with their dad & his new gf. She took the time to straighten all of her hair. Her long thick curly hair. We're good, she just used a flat iron. A good freaking flat iron at that.

Then I cried! Cried like a baby. It feels like I have a brand new daughter. Once I starting crying, she starting crying because that's just how we roll. Then I had to get it together and stop because I'm the mom blah blah blah.

This was on Monday afternoon and I just can't stop staring at her. She looks SO different. More like me, less like her dad and they are exact twins from the instant she was born.

But really?! REALLY? SERIOUSLY!? I can't get over the change. She looks so grown up. I've cried since then but I didn't let her see me.

I know that babies turn into toddlers, toddlers into preschoolers, preschoolers into school age kids and on and on and on...

That doesn't mean I have to like it!

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