Months ago I did a post on a haircut experience I had. I was ranting about the girl who cut my hair at the local Supercuts. She was going on and on about how she is pregnant but wasn't sure who the baby daddy was. Special, right? Well after I left there I was fuming. Because it made me so upset that this girl was so careless and comfortable about the fact that she didn't know who her baby's father was. I swore I'd never go back there to get my haircut. I only went to this supercuts because it was nearby and inexpensive. But I still swore I'd never go back there, mainly because I didn't want to see this girl again. Well, today...I went back. Out of pure convenience and laziness. I needed a haircut (badly) and this place was just going to have to do. I walked in and there she was, now with a very round belly. She was as friendly as could be, but I was praying that I'd get somebody else. Nope. Fate stepped in and we were once again matched up. The mirror in her booth was covered with blue baby decorations. They must have recently had a shower for her there. She was very friendly and was chatting it up. Telling me about how her boyfriend is great at chess as her giant baby belly brushed against my hair-collecting smock. Ahhh, I thought. She must have figured out who the baby daddy was. Then an older man came in for a haircut and was talking to her about when her due date was, etc. And all the sudden, I started to feel happy for her. She's due at the end of the month. And while she cut my hair and made it cute, I daydreamed about how excited she must be, what she might be naming him and all the cute stuff she probably has waiting for him in the nursery she decorated. I was no longer annoyed or fuming at her and her baby belly. I was at peace with it, even though she was kind of a dumb-ass months ago, blabbing to customers that she didn't know who the father was. I'm happy for her now. Don't even know her name, but I wish her the best. Her life is about to change for the better in a few weeks. And hope she enjoys every blissful second of it. She totally chopped my hair off. It was getting really long and I was so sick of it, so I told her to cut it short. The way she styled it came out really cute, but I know I won't be able to replicate it!!
Good luck to you Supercuts girl and baby. I hope to never see you on Jerry Springer :)
"Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly." ~Langston Hughes