If there is one thing crazy about cancer, it’s how your hair grows back in a mullet after chemo.
It was time to cut off my chemo mullet, and no doing any good to comb my waves straight anymore just to make it lay down.
It’s almost long enough to feel like hair again, but not long enough to be hair yet.
Mullet town had to go, though.
We said goodbye to baby curls to trim it up, though she has that thick wavy hair from the Middle East (she is Pakistani), so it will be wavy again after it gets washed.
But because of all the stickers on her face, and the mess of her self-feeding, and the eye patch drama, we finally decided to trim some bangs for her so she could see.
(We couldn’t cut her hair until she was adopted; biological parents retain hair cutting rights of foster children):