mommy needs a haircut. please help.

Have you ever reached the point where you just need.a.haircut? I reached that point this weekend. I can't believe how suddenly my hair has become a crinkly, dried out, bushy awful mess. I partially blame myself. I know you're not supposed to wash your hair every day, and here I was priding myself on only missing 1 day my entire maternity leave. (In my defense though, showering was one of the only things I could do that made me feel a little more human and somewhat refreshed.)

Well, now it's payback time. We've got a head full of straw here. I had my hair cut once while pregnant. I felt great. Free, lighter. Then I didn't shed a single hair for about 6 months starting in the last trimester of my pregnancy (or maybe sooner) and for the first 3 months of Sam's life. But about three weeks ago, I started shedding like the old days. Maybe even more so. Clumps of hair made their ugly re-appearance in the shower. With every stroke of the comb after the shower, more came out. Evan was mortified yesterday when Sam got his hand caught in my nest and 2 or 3 of my hairs insidiously wrapped themselves around his fingers. I now realize that this was the most useless rant and I have many more important things to talk about, like how Sam's first day at daycare went or who won the Earth Mama gift certificate. But now I'm tired and sometimes you just need to talk about what doesn't matter.