I’m having my fourth child at 27 years old. If you would’ve asked me as a teen when I’d be having my first child it’d be around 27. Haha, jokes on teenage me!
The idea of my entire 20s spent being a mommy had me a little freaking out today so I decided I needed to do something for a change.
Can you tell by this next picture?
No I didn’t murder someone in my tub, but close!
Well not close at all actually.
I dyed my hair!
And guess who else dyed her hair? My good blog-friend, Jordan! She’s going from dark brown to BLOND! Check her blog out, sometime today she’s going to post about it!
I picked out a mellow reddish-brown color.
Here’s the before:
And the after:
The color looks pretty much the same to me. I kind of regret dying my hair because now my hair is the texture of straw.
But that’s ok because it’s just hair. Who cares about hair? I’ve already had my entire body destroyed by having children, why not ruin my hair too!?
Yay for straw hair!
Yay for awkward pictures of me and Allan looking at each other!
So yep, dyed my hair.