Dear Postpartum Hair Loss Beast,
Hey girl hey. So we meet again, huh? You didn’t catch me off guard like you did with my first pregnancy. Nope. This time, I was awaiting your arrival and had my Black Jamaican castor oil and head wrap game on deck. I knew you were coming to take me out. Things are different this time.
I mean, yes. You are still snatching my edges (quite literally) and have me playing a game called How Far Back Can It Go? with my hairline. There’s mostly humor behind all of this. There’s some sadness, too. Yes, I’m a girl who can confidently rock hair down her back and a bald head but losing your hair never feels good. Especially when you know you have no control over it.