Hair, hair and MORE hair! I LOVE my natural hair!

Lemme tell ya, ever since I made the decision to "go natural", or return to my roots (literally!), I have been the happiest camper in the PARK!

I absolutely, unequivocally LOVE my own hair texture! I could SLAP myself for not doing this earlier in life...what WAS I thinking? I really love running my fingers through my own hair, feeling my scalp, feeling the waves and curls...it's the BEST!

But what I really love, more than anything, is not giving up $65 every six weeks to relax my curls. NO MORE CREAMY CRACK FOR ME! I have been relaxed (or fried, dyed and laid to the side) since I was five years old! Make that, since 1979!!!! I stopped relaxing in 2009. Yes folks, that is THIRTY YEARS OF RELAXER on my head! CRAZINESS!!! I know Momma, you didn't want to deal with me crying every day before Kindergarten as you combed my unruly curls. Additionally, if I broke a sweat while playing outside with my pressed hair, I'd appear to be Foster Sylvers' long-lost cousin coming in when the street lights came on! Yes, big, thick curly hair was not the biz'ness to a career woman caring for her only daughter! Alas, salons and relaxers for me until the age of thirty-five!

HOWEVER....being pregnant with my first born child alerted me to the fact that I didn't want anything harming him, or the possibility of harm. So, I just never went back for my "touch-up" after I found out I was preggers....and it had been like - six weeks past time! (Afro city!) I didn't BIG CHOP or BC, I just got it pressed and sloooooowly transitioned into my natural self. I stopped pressing January 9th, 2011 and just wash & go'ing and doing braidouts. WHY OH WHY LORD didn't I just wash it myself in 2009, I'll never know, but you live and you learn!

Anyhoo and anyway, I am here in all my glory with the afro, curls, waves whatever you'd like to call it and that's what I am! SEE me LOVE me! NATURAL GIRLS RULE!!!!