The day I signed my papers to join the Army was the beginning of the demise of my girliness. Slowly gone was the makeup, the heels, the skirts, the hair decorations. All replaced with those things making it easy for me to get ready quickly. After all, there is only so much primping you can do to a BDU.
It’s been almost 20 years since that turning point and I think this period is coming to an end. I would even go as far as saying the beginning of this end started when I found out I was pregnant.
Honestly, who can resist all the girliness that comes with finding out you’re giving birth to a baby girl? A BABY GIRL! They fill the minds with images of cute little dresses, frilly socks, ruffled bloomers and of course, sweet little bows.
Oh, how I love the sight of a little girl with a bow or a headband in her hair. The cuteness is hard to resist. So you can imagine my dismay when I finally started trying to put bows in baby girl’s hair… just to have her scream and rip them out seconds later.
Bows. Headbands. Barrettes. It doesn’t matter. If it’s in her hair, she wants it out.
So I’ve resorted to finding my inner girliness and flaunting it at her. More headbands and flower accessories in my future. Even when we’re home for the day and I haven’t come close to styling my hair, I just wear her barrettes. Whatever gets the idea across.
Hopefully, one day I’ll put them and and she will just leave them alone. Here’s wishing!