The Official First Haircut

The Official First Haircut October 17, 2014

Filed under: Parenthood — Amy Scott @ 12:13 pm

For a long time now, we’ve been asked about Owen’s hair. It’s crazy and long and it seemed daily I heard the question, “Are you guys going to cut it?” Jeremy and I joked that we should tell people that we plan for Owen to be a Nazarite. In Hebrew that word means “set apart”. Back in Bible times, if you took a nazarite vow it meant that you wouldn’t cut your hair to show that you are set a part for something special for the Lord. Sampson was a Nazarite. So anyway, we were on our way to having a baby Sampson or, my personal favorite, a baby Fabio. The hair had a personality that spoke for itself. It was wild and untamed. We made the decision to not cut it until after his first birthday. My biggest reason was I didn’t want a dorky haircut to mar the birthday pictures. These are photos that we’ll look back on for a lifetime and I didn’t want to hear about how horrible that first haircut was.

Yesterday was the big day. We made an appointment at a local(ish) hair salon that specialized in cutting kid’s hair. We walked in and luckily we were the only ones in the shop. This made me feel better. If there was going to be an Owen meltdown, at least we wouldn’t have an audience. Owen got to sit in a cool chair that looked like a go-kart. He loved it! It did great through the whole hair cut process and was actually mad when we took him out of the go-kart. The lady that cut his hair worked quietly and fast. You can tell this wasn’t her first rodeo. Since this was the first haircut, I didn’t really want a buzz cut or anything. Owen is only one. I didn’t want him to look a kindergartener. I did tell myself that whatever happened, it was only hair. For better or worse, it will grow out and we can try another style if this first attempt didn’t work.

I’m pleased with the results. I’m glad that I don’t have to push his hair out of his eyes or tucked it behind his ears anymore. I will admit that I do miss the untamed mane. It was so spunky and like I said earlier, it had personality. I’m adapting to the new do and I know that it’s a good change. It will just take a little getting used to. I was so nervous going into the salon that Owen was going to hate the whole experience, so I was massively relieved when Owen had a great time. The whole experience took about 20 minutes. What could have been horrible nightmare turned out to be a great memory. I’m so grateful. Now our little guy doesn’t look so disheveled. I guess I would consider that a parenting win!