Medium Ash Brown. Sounds gentle. I need it.

Even though spring of '07, when I had the blue hair and the bangs was by far the happiest I have ever been with my looks, e-v-e-r, (and I mean even counting 90 pounds ago, even counting pre-baby having days) I am going brown and staying for a while.

As a symbol of my commitment to healing, rest, and simplicity, coloring my hair a very plain, very subdued dark brown is meaningful to me. I found a Garnier Nutrisse shade called Medium Ash Brown which is just a deep dishwater haircolor. Perfect. Seriously.

I might get whims (who, me?) and I might get bored. But I have TONS of goals coming up for 2009 and beyond, and long hair is one of them and if I cannot stop the bleaching and stripping out of zany colors, I will have to keep chopping it off due to it being too damaged.

I have very fast growing hair, and would love to just settle in to a nice long winter of dark brown, little fun barrette, poof, thats it. I imagine in a year I will have healthy longish jumbly hair and then we will see what is up with bangs and blue and purple, etc. I will get a really nice haircut by then, and see where I'm "at". Maybe I won't want blue hair anymore. Maybe I will be some big yoga hotty hip super funky person with 15 new Mama friends at the school. Its fun to not know. but protecting my hair over the upcoming months feels like an investment in my unknown beauty future, so here's to the Brunette Mama Joy! (....clinking of sippy cups)

Labels, Identity crisis, Finding myself...

I am a homeschooling Mama who just sent her children to school this year.

I am a homebirthing Mama who just had an elective c-section.

I am a vegetarian/natural foods Mama who eats meat again, and waaaay too much processed junk.

I am a cloth diapering Mama who only has a few cloth diapers left, in nobody's size, that are smelly and stained and who spends too much money a week on Pampers but cant afford to buy new cloth ones.

I am a babywearing/attachment parenting Mama who can't wear the baby or the sling even for a minute, whose baby hangs out in her carseat alot. She is happy, and I am right by her, but it IS alot.

I am an alternative hippie punk rock a billy blue and green pigtail'ed, tattoo'ed fierce and righteous politically active combat boot wearin kick ass superstar Mama who is dressed from head to toe in Old Navy and Crocs, kicking no ass whatsoever, barely aware that there is an election, sporting a sensible/matronly/preppy dishwater blonde bob. With no tattoos.

At least I am still breastfeeding. Both the youngest children. 11 years and counting :)