So, when you are pregnant people tell you all the horrors of what that baby will do to your body. I am lucky enough not to have many to pass on, maybe a bit of heartburn, not keeping the ample pregnancy boobs and bum, and maybe the chocolate craving that stuck around after Ada arrived. My biggest challenge post-pregnancy, however, was my hair.
Now, I’ll be honest, I was no rapunzel or even just blessed with long, thick locks. But my pregnancy hair was nearing the closest I’d ever be to the above description.
I have also always been one for changing up my look now and then, Brown/blonde, short/long, fringe/no fringe.
But when Ada turned 4 months my hair started coming out in handfuls. Whenever I washed my hair my hands would be filled with hair. I was luckier than some as I know some ladies who lose clumps and have bald spots, mine came out evenly but a lot. It looked limp, fine and thin.
I, quite stupidly, continued to have it bleached and then had extensions fitted - TWICE. Then a lack of care for my hair in the next few months partly due to the sparse amount of time Mama’s have to dedicate to themselves. Over the course of 6 months, my hair was ruined.
On a visit to a hairdressers, I decided I could no longer bleach it and needed to look after it a little. Out came the extensions and on went the colour. It was too much too soon. I was darker than I ever had been and very short very quickly. The hairdresser was not at fault it was just my comfort zone that was stretched to its limit.
I turned to Freddie’s of Rawtenstall, a hairdressers my mum had always been to and I had been to on and off for around 20 years. They are incredible.
“I know you said you were dark but I thought you were being dramatic” were the words that Matt, my stylist, greeted me with. He knows me well and knew it wasn’t “me.”
That visit and the next I was transformed with a copper, bob complete with fringe - still not a look I was overly happily with but I needed to live with it, care for it and give it a bit of love. It was a means to an end and a self-inflicted punishment for not investing in my hair.
I am sat in the hairdressers once again today, 4 months after that big week of change and have been so careful to stay away from straighteners, taken hair supplements, bought quality shampoos and conditioners and as a reward, I am being allowed to return to a little bit of normality. (See below for today’s makeover - they are miracle workers)
I will be working on a collaboration with Forest and Shore in the coming weeks to trial their Hallelujah Hair Oil. This is a natural, organic and cruelty free product that aims to deeply repair damaged hair. Worth a try!
I feel compared to what some other warrior women are left to adapt to post pregnancy, hair worries are pretty superficial but I know for many women it’s something that is unexpected and very noticeable. Confidence takes a huge knocking when you’ve had your baby and you almost develop a new identity. I have had many identities since Ada arrived and it’s taken some real “suck-it-up” moments to face the world some days but hoping that taking those steps back and taking time to look after it again that that will be soon all behind me. No just grow hair...grow!
My top tips:
1. Invest in quality shampoos and conditioners - not supermarket buys
2. Take biotin - a supplement my mum read up on and it seems to really have helped
3. Ditch the heat...I only used straighteners for curling (oh the irony) but it’s heat all the same. Apart from special occasions, they remained in the cupboard. I also let my hair naturally dry when I knew I wasn’t going anywhere.
4. Apply a treatment!
5. Find a miracle working hairdresser that knows their stuff and you!
See ya real soon lovelies...