When Joshua was little I never really had to think about getting his haircut as at a few weeks old he lost all his hair and remained pretty much bald until he turned 2.
At nearly 3 I was still clinging onto the fact he had some baby curls and little tufts that still gave off the air of innocence and babyhood.
I honestly shed a tear on the day he had his haircut, so much so that I pretty much denied him having another proper haircut for well over a year.
Jacob has always been so very different to Joshua and so when he kept his full head of hair from birth I always knew that he was different from the Joshua in so many ways and that was just the tip of the iceberg.
I am totally blessed that both my boys are like complete opposites, Joshua is very laid back and sensitive and Jacob is my bulldozing battle tank so between them and their personalities I think they have all avenues covered. Both children having the same certainly wouldn’t keep me on my toes quite as much and there is nothing like being kept on your toes is there?
Since turning 1 back in February Ollie has been on my case about getting Jacobs hair cut and after avoiding the subject for 2 of our mobile hairdressers visits it was decided at the end of the last appointment that the next would be the day he had it cut.
I have no idea why I feels so much more emotional than I did with the other 2 kids about hair cutting but it’s not just a tear I shed on haircut day for Jacob. Maybe its my hormones or maybe it’s because he is my last child and I know that the final stage of babyhood is being clipped. Or maybe its just seeing his shorter ‘do’ confirms that this cheeky bugger is going to be a force to be reckoned with, who knows?
Jacob seemed to love being the centre of Jen’s attention as she cut off his baby fuzz. Although Jacob being Jacob he took more delight in her leggings than anything else! He is nothing if not original.
Out of all 3 kids he sat there more patiently than the other 2 on their first haircuts and it made my heart-break and soar both at the same time.
Baby Jacob sat in his chair and little boy Jacob got out.
Please tell me it’s not just me that loves and loathes milestones?!