Today was a MONUMENTAL day in the Mondragon household. I mean BIG…HUGE. We finally did it.
We cut Eydan’s hair.
If any of you know Eydan, you know that his hair walked into the room first. Really, especially if you saw him in the mornings! His curls…not much more I can say about them. They kind of spoke for themselves. It’s almost as if his hair had it’s own personality (not bigger than Eydan’s of course). Kind of like Elvis and his hips, or Colorado and snow, or even J-Lo and her butt. Eydan’s hair was his signature “thing”! It’s who he was. He was the little boy (who got called “girl” a lot) with the most adorable, blonde curly hair.
For the past year, if anyone ever asked Eydan if he wanted to cut his hair, he would immediately say, “NO WAY!”
But today, he didn’t. When asked about his hair, his response was different. Today it was, “I want to cut my hair like Bubba’s.”
Wait. What? You LOVE your hair. (Yes, he might have always been brushing his locks away from his face, but who cares?!) We LOVE your hair. Everybody LOVES your hair. I caught grief from so many people for letting his hair get so long. I shouldn’t say everybody loved it because that’s not really the case. Seriously, it was cute. I loved it. But, when I think about it…it was about more than just his hair. Ray and I weren’t ready to cut it because we weren’t ready to let go of that part of Eydan…I wasn’t ready to let him grow up.
But, it was time.
“Mommy, I want to cut it.”
It’s just hair, right? So why in the world is the first hair-cut so difficult?
I remember being emotional with Emaleigh and Elijah too…but Eydan, he’s my baby. So this time, it IS a little different. The first haircut makes it somewhat—final. And yes, we cried.
I never knew a hair-cut could be so emotional until I became a mom. It means that they are no longer a baby. They are growing up, just like the rest of us.
That first haircut trims away the last bit of baby that you know. I sat there watching locks of his beautiful, blonde hair fall into his lap and with tears in my eyes I couldn’t help but think of how fast the last 2 1/2 years have flown by. And, within a blink of an eye…with a few trims of the shears, I watched my baby turn into a handsome young boy. What a difference a haircut can make. I almost forgot what Eydan looked like with ears! (Seriously) He’s even more handsome than before…especially with ears!
I love being a mom…and even more, I love being able to witness all of these stages that my kids have gone through, and those stages that are still yet to come.
Although letting go and letting them grow up can be hard, it’s also amazing. Cherish your memories. But don’t be too focused on the past, or you might miss out on the present. In other words, don’t let what your kids used to be outshine who they are becoming.