Moms Alive!

I miss my girlfriends.

Our family’s move to Northern California has been challenging, as most moves generally are. Now that the initial hubbub of fixing up our house (we installed new bamboo floors ourselves—crazy) and unpacking is over (mostly), we’re left with our routine. Routine is comforting and familiar, but there’s something missing. And that would be our friends.

Sure, my husband has met people through law school, and I’ve met other mothers though parent-toddler groups, but we just haven’t, you know, “bonded” with anyone yet. And because we haven’t felt close enough to anyone to speak of what we’ve gone through as a family (i.e., cancer), we have this feeling of being a bit closeted about who we truly are. More…

I want to share with you some photos from my head-shaving ceremony. It’s been two years since I lost my hair (and, yes, it has grown back), but I still look at these pictures and remember all the complex emotions surrounding this event. We rarely see images of bald women in our society, and this only enhances the stigma that we feel when we lose this signifier of our femininity. I want to get these pictures out of the shadows in honor of those of you who are just going through the experience of hair loss and for those of you who have come out the other side. Much love, my sisters!