I'm a curly mama.
So what does this mean? Well, like many curly mamma's it means that there are specific tools and things I need to know in order to properly care for my little one's hair.
I'm also a curly girl.
So I will start this blog by talking about my own hair journey and hair care- including my hair failures (yes, there is such a thing) and successes.
Growing up, my own mom didn't really know how to care for my curls. I mean, she tried, but she didn't have the resources (like blogs, internet, books) to help her learn how to deal with my hair. Now don't get my wrong, I love my mom and I know she did the best she could, but she didn't have curly hair and in her straight hair world you: washed hair daily or every other day, you used light conditioner and you brushed when dry.
My personal curly hair history went something like this:
Within weeks of being born, my curls began to arrive.
As a toddler my hair was "big" curly, frizzy, dry and big. My mom treated my hair like her own straight hair- it was brushed when dry and it was washed with regular shampoo- (almost daily).
When I entered elementary school I had become fearful of my hair. I hated having it shampooed (it would get tangled), I hated having it brushed (It really hurt). By the time I was in grade 1, my poor mom had to make a decision. She just couldn't take care of my hair- so she had it all cut off.
And I wasn't permitted to grow my hair long until I was old enough to take care of it myself. So I had short, 1" long curly boy hair until I was 13.
So when I started growing out my curls I was at a lovely adolescent stage where image means everything.... more on that later.
Recently I found my grade 3 school picture. On the back of every photo I distributed I had written "my hair has a puff on the side that should not be there"- my hair shame was already rearing it's ugly head (pun intended).
As I've gotten older I have also decided not to worry about having "big" hair anymore. If it gets big, I try not to stress and just leave it.
My goal for this blog to chronicle and celebrate our curly hair. Be honest about our attempts at hair styles (good and bad) and provide reviews of various curly products. I hope this blog will save some other curly mamma's and dada's time, effort and money in haircare and haircare products- and provide a place for curly people from everywhere to be proud of our hair.
So what does this mean? Well, like many curly mamma's it means that there are specific tools and things I need to know in order to properly care for my little one's hair.
I'm also a curly girl.
So I will start this blog by talking about my own hair journey and hair care- including my hair failures (yes, there is such a thing) and successes.
Growing up, my own mom didn't really know how to care for my curls. I mean, she tried, but she didn't have the resources (like blogs, internet, books) to help her learn how to deal with my hair. Now don't get my wrong, I love my mom and I know she did the best she could, but she didn't have curly hair and in her straight hair world you: washed hair daily or every other day, you used light conditioner and you brushed when dry.
My personal curly hair history went something like this:
Within weeks of being born, my curls began to arrive.
As a toddler my hair was "big" curly, frizzy, dry and big. My mom treated my hair like her own straight hair- it was brushed when dry and it was washed with regular shampoo- (almost daily).
When I entered elementary school I had become fearful of my hair. I hated having it shampooed (it would get tangled), I hated having it brushed (It really hurt). By the time I was in grade 1, my poor mom had to make a decision. She just couldn't take care of my hair- so she had it all cut off.
And I wasn't permitted to grow my hair long until I was old enough to take care of it myself. So I had short, 1" long curly boy hair until I was 13.
So when I started growing out my curls I was at a lovely adolescent stage where image means everything.... more on that later.
Recently I found my grade 3 school picture. On the back of every photo I distributed I had written "my hair has a puff on the side that should not be there"- my hair shame was already rearing it's ugly head (pun intended).
As I've gotten older I have also decided not to worry about having "big" hair anymore. If it gets big, I try not to stress and just leave it.
My goal for this blog to chronicle and celebrate our curly hair. Be honest about our attempts at hair styles (good and bad) and provide reviews of various curly products. I hope this blog will save some other curly mamma's and dada's time, effort and money in haircare and haircare products- and provide a place for curly people from everywhere to be proud of our hair.
Love it! And so happy to know I can visit you online again. I'm embracing my natural curl now, so will be happy to learn a few things too!! A
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