This is not a euphemism. I’m going gray.
The first time I ever spotted a gray hair was a few months following the birth of my first daughter.
Now, a few months after my second daughter was born, there is an entire gray epidemic happening on my head.
Ironically or annoyingly it’s coming at a time when I’m shedding (like a goddamn Golden Retriever on a black couch) all of the postpartum hair. So I’m losing hair faster than the demise of a Kardashian marriage, but I’m gaining the gray at a seemingly even, if not speedier, pace.
No, I haven’t reached Sean Connery-like gray. Yet. But you know when you’re losing hair after having a baby and you’re in the shower and there’s so much of it coming out you think you’re starring in a horror movie but the director and producer forgot to tell you? Well, what are the chances that some of those brown hairs you see in the shower are gray? Turns out, the chances are really good if you’re actually and really going gray.
It’s fine. I’m getting older. Forty is a number that will be in my reality sooner than I’d like. I’m done having kids. I’m older. I get it. But it doesn’t mean I’m so happy about the gray hairs.
I don’t know if it’s the kids that are making me go gray or if it’s my age. But it’s making me feel older. I’m just waiting for the distinguished part to kick in. Because that has to be the upside of this, right? Assuming there is an upside, that is.
Did you find more gray hairs after giving birth? Do you suspect it was the stress of kids, or a simple fact of life?
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