Worn | Back To Black

Today we went for a walk to the Heritage Forest (much less nice than the name would imply, but still, a nice place to walk) and gave Theo another go on the swings. He loved them last time, but this time it was a bit too soon after a nap and he was less keen (or a bit like "Um, what is happening? Where am I? What are you doing to me?"). Afterwards we walked to the supermarket and decided to do our fortnightly shop without our car, so Theo's pram was packed full of stuff and probably carried about 50kg worth of groceries!

Just before I found out I was pregnant with Theo I started trying to get the black dye out of my hair and return to something like my natural colour (very light ashy blonde). It took a lot of work and money and I was never really able to get it to a colour that it could grow into and I hated the look of the regrowth and the damage that lightening did to my hair (that's why I cut it short *weeps*). I have always loved having black hair and wished that it wasn't the complete opposite of my natural colour. So, I'm back to the colour I love the most and that I feel most comfortable with. My almost white regrowth makes it look like I have bald spots and I have to touch it up about once a month, but I'm happiest this way (and it matches my eyebrows!).