The Sonia Show

Writer. Mocker. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.

Hair today, gone tomorrow

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Yeah, so, my hair is everywhere.

One of the few perks of being knocked up – besides that most people are nice to you, and you can use it as an excuse to pretty much do whatever the hell you want – is you get really thick, luxurious hair.

Before I got pregnant I already had a lot of hair. While I was pregnant, my hair got incredibly thick. I would go to my hairdresser every two months as usual, and she would color my hair and then spend an amazing amount of time thinning my hair out so I could look like a normal person.

But since I evicted the Spawn from my uterus, my hair is going back to normal. In other words, I’m shedding like crazy. It’s like a wookie lives in this house. There is hair everywhere – even the dog is complaining. Wherever I go I leave a trail of hair. I’m like Pig Pen from “Peanuts” except instead of dirt it’s hair.


Author: The Sonia Show

I'm a writer/mocker/goober/mother in San Francisco who likes to drink beer, shop, laugh and make other people laugh, podcast, watch old movies, feed my unhealthy obsession with pop culture, kick breast cancer's ass, wear orange and root for the San Francisco Giants, participate in general jackass-ery, talk about TV, eavesdrop on strangers' conversations, make nerdy “Star Wars” and “Simpsons” references, and post personal things about myself on the web for all to read, which makes me some sort of literary exhibitionist.

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