Buckle up, it’s going to be a bumpy ride through the years of my hair in the time of Boyo! Good gods – I’m blaming pregnancy brain for most of the looks!
It’s our first day home from hospital, and I’m rocking the wet hair scraped back into a ponytail look so beloved by timepoor and exhaustipated new mothers.
Boyo’s first birthday and I’ve embraced dark hair dye and far too much hair product!
Boyo’s second birthday and I’ve gone curly girlie.
Boyo is three and this is obviously the year I got a gHD for Christmas!
Boyo is now four and I’m still loving that gHD!
I’m now the mother of a five year old and I’m battling chronic illness (which explains the Nanna walking shoes). For some reason I have gone blonde. I don’t know why either.
My baby Boyo is now six and he’s clever as clever. I wish he’d stay six now for ever and ever. Six really is a lovely age! I appear to have gone red – I actually don’t remember this! Still in love with the gHD obvs.
For Boyo’s seventh birthday, we’re on holiday in Queensland and our holiday house DOES NOT HAVE A HAIRDRYER. Who does that?! So, it’s ponytails all week long. Turns out seven is pretty awesome too. x
Boyo’s eighth birthday and we’re sweating like swine in Bali. I’ve got a hairdryer but it’s too hot to use it. Hence the mad airdryed curls!
And flash forward to now, when I’ve embraced my curls, cropped my locks and am loving my hair sick!
Hope you enjoyed that little trip down memory lane with me – how cute was my little man?