Well I did it, and then I posted a bad picture to prove it. I got 6 inches cut off of my hair. It was bittersweet to think about just a few years ago saying I was not going to cut my hair until I had a baby and then realizing I was sitting there letting all that hair go and closing that period in my life. The sweet part was knowing that sitting just around the corner was Stan and beautiful baby Wyatt. I decided it was time to start another chapter in my life so I shed the excess and began focusing on eating healthy. (We will have to see where that goes).
