Kat has always been a baldy baby. I thought Reece was a bald baby, until Kat came into our lives. By the time she turned one she had slight peach fuzz. Her second birthday her hair started to fill out a little bit, but was only an inch at best.
When I noticed Kat’s hair was juuuuust long enough for a ponytail I had a mini celebration in my head. I started to try to brush her hair more often, which meant Rich holding her down while I sprayed a liberal amount of detangler and brushed. It wasn’t pleasant. I had moments where I considered letting my daughter’s mangy hair go unchecked into the wild, curly, messy mop it naturally wants to be. She can just wear a hat. Every day until college.
I should have made more of an effort with clips and headbands from the start, but being a second child these good intentions often fall to the wayside. Her animosity over hair brushing did not provide hope. I didn’t let that discourage me.
I, somehow, had to get her on board, maybe even excited. I got a sparkly cat headband with ears, a small array of hair elastics, and a cute wire headband since the wrap around headbands haven’t been well received in the past.
Kat’s hair turning point happened a little bit by accident. I put a headband on her, and she ripped it off so Reece tried to put it on. Of course then Kat really needed the headband and begged to put it on. A mini fight ensued. I found a compromise with Kat wearing the headband and Reece wearing a bow clip. She wore her hair “done up” for the rest of the night instead of the usual twenty seconds. A break through!
Since hair brushing was not a pleasant time, I tried to turn it into something fun and exciting. I sit Kat on the bathroom sink so she can see her self and we brush her hair together. Once that started going smoothly I added in putting her hair in a ponytail.
The first time I put her hair in a ponytail (and almost every time after) she is so proud. Ear to ear smiles. Then she leans over the sink and puts her nose right on the mirror, sometimes she kisses herself. For all the times she drives me crazy, she has some of the sweetest moments.
Since then we have done ponytails, pigtails, and headbands. Every time she is so proud.
I sometimes find it harder to connect with my second child. It takes a lot more work to bond because big brother can take up a lot of the spot light. We didn’t have the same focused solo time that Reece and I had his first two years.
When it’s time to do hair its a small way to have a mini bonding session every morning. I make a big deal about putting a towel in the sink so her feet don’t get wet, I get the brushes and hair bands out, then ask Kat what she wants to do today. She watches me as I brush her hair, sometimes moving her head a little too much in order to see. It’s a peaceful moment of just us girls in the morning. After a little bit of girl talk, and mother-daughter bonding over hair, and we rejoin the chaos of our morning.
What do you do to bond with your children? Big ways or small I’d love to hear them in the comments!