I’ve had straight, fine hair my whole life. I used to read that new mama’s hair would change. Previously brown hair would grow in red. Curly hair turns straight. I was always secretly hoping for a little more umph to my doo, but I’ll be honest. I liked my hair. I liked the natural highlights. I liked how easy it was to take care of. Sure, it didn’t hold a curl for longer than an episode of Boy Meets World (man, Topanga… talk about hair envy), but I could wash it and walk out of my house. And look presentable without touching it with so much as an ounce of hair spray.
When I was pregnant, it didn’t change much. Aside from it growing quicker and becoming slightly thicker, it stayed pretty much the same. The hair on my legs stopped growing, but the hair on my head was pretty much the same. Thank goodness. After I had Harry, I started noticing a bunch of three to four inch flyaways around my face and neck. I finally figured out it was new growth. Hair that had started growing where previously there was none when I was also growing a human.
And then Harry’s hair started to fall out. Poor guy went from a full head of black, thick hair, to a mohawk of thick, brown hair. Good thing mohawks are in, because he seriously lost everything on the sides (it’s since grown back). And I noticed one day that my bathtub drain wasn’t draining as well. Yep. Harry and I started losing hair at the same time.
Showers were now 10 minutes longer, as I attempted to keep the hair out of the drain. Our sheets were filled with long, brown, fine hair. The vacuum almost went on strike picking it all up. And Harry was always to be found with a few strands of Mama hair grasped tightly in his hand. My hair was falling out by the fistful. So I cut it.
I needed it to be shorter, because the hair that was falling out all over the place, was literally, all over the place. Plus, I was ready for my new growth to blend in a bit better. So I chopped it into a long bob. A look I enjoy (when I have the time to do it).
It’s been over two months, and I think we are finally seeing the slowing of the falling out of the hair (knock on wood please). I lost a lot. I knew I did. But it wasn’t until I looked in the mirror one day, my hair pulled back in a ponytail, and noticed scalp on the side. YES. Scalp on the side. You could see through my once thick locks to my skull.
Luckily I love the little boy who did this to me more than ever. I’d shave my whole head for him. But boy, when they talk about post-partum hair loss, they’re not kidding. It’s not a laughing matter. Two plus months of constant shedding. Two bottles of Drain-o. Presumably hours wasted in the shower keeping the hair from the drain.
Talk to me Mama’s. Did your hair fall out like this? And if it did… please tell me it came back. Please.