After my first miscarriage I died my hair bleach blonde. It isn’t so much of a stretch. For the hair afficionados out there, I’m a Level 7 blonde. For the regular folks, I have dirty blonde hair. Undied it isn’t too special. The first miscarriage was a low period, to say the least, and I was crawling out of my skin. So, I bleached my hair white blond, a return to my days as a tow-headed youngster roaming the corn and bean fields of Nebraska.
(Fun Fact: When I graduated with my MSW (Social Work) and relocated to Denver I was working temp jobs looking for employment in my field. It took almost a year, and in the interim I started working the front desk of a high end salon in Denver. When they hired me they said I was perfect because salons are “social work”. I managed to smile and nod politely. Anywho, the salon sells Bumble & Bumble products, and as part of my training they required I take the hair product education classes. So, I know a lot about hair and Bumble products. I really recommend Bumble products for those of you with fine, thin hair, like my own. It is magical.)
I didn’t think for a second, but I did hope, that I would get pregnant on the second cycle after the first miscarriage. I mean, really? It took 13 months and ten cycles for the first pregnancy. What were the odds of it happening right away? But, I did get pregnant again right away. (I think what this really boils down to is that I am right ovary dominant and with my right tube blocked for the entire first year of “coupling”, there wasn’t a chance in hell we were going to conceive.) At that point I was faced with a bit of a conundrum. I didn’t consider the ramifications of having bleachy white hair, roots, and a first trimester pregnancy. But I shrugged my shoulders and went with the rocker roots look. Until I miscarried the second time, and then I got my roots dyed.
When Big Guy and I flew back to Nebraska for the 4th I had two disparate reactions from friends and family. My mom, unprovoked mind you, said, “Your hair! I think I liked it better the other way.” Thanks, m0m. My brother and sisters were mum on the topic and one in-law said she liked it, but she is a bit of a housewife rebel in Nebraska with several tattoos and a penchant to do unconventional things with her hair, as well. My two oldest nephews, who I am the closest with, were also outspoken. J said, “Kristin, why did you die your hair?”
And I responded, “Well, I was just looking for something different.”
J thought this over for a second and asked, “Did you like your hair before?”
“Yeah, I liked it, but I wanted to change things up.”
“Well, if you liked it both ways, you should change it back, so we both like it,” he quipped.
“Good one,” I said, “Good one.”
I just had my roots dyed again yesterday. I figure if I ovulate in the next couple of days and magically conceive once again, I will be 12 weeks when my roots start to become a major issue. At that time I can figure out what to do next. Good thing my new stylist is pregnant. She can tell me how to manage things.
In other news, I’m CD 17. My cervix is behaving appropriately for ovulation, but my LH seems to be all tuckered out from the false mini-surge on CD 12. I wonder what that means for egg health? I’ve always had mini-surges before I actually ovulate, but they have never been so strong as to produce a clear, positive OPK.