Let's talk hair

Although maybe sometimes all I want to do is buy my groceries, I am grateful for the scores of opportunities we are given to talk about adoption. 

The ladies, (of varying ethnicities, some who say it out loud and others who just want to), all wonder about Pearl's hair. What do I DO with it? Do I KNOW what I am doing with it?

So let's talk hair. 



The most important thing I want anyone to know about Pearl's hair is that I.LOVE.IT. Her tiny little black curls are among the most beautiful physical traits I've ever seen in any individual. I tell her often how pretty those curls are and how thankful I am that God made her hair so perfectly hers.  

Long ago, when we knew we were paper pregnant and that God was sending us to a girl, I decided that despite what I (Mrs. Lily White) knew and was comfy with in the hair department, I was going to do whatever it took to make sure my African daughter loved hers. 

And y'all. That part? It hasn't even been hard. I haven't had to work to convince Pearl to enjoy her hair because deep down to my marrow, I truly delight in it. Not because it's different. Not because I just want to survive it. Not only because I want her to love it. I truly love it because I love every bit, every cell, every atom of my girl.  

When I run my fingers through her curls, I marvel at just how tight they are. I'm in awe at the surprising length of it when a piece is stretched from scalp to end. I adore the cutie patootie way her headbands always offset her rich skin and growing poof. I am positively infatuated with how good her hair smells after a wash or styling.

White people don't get to smell like cookies, y'all. 

Dealing with four very different sets of girl hair in my house is like running a computer lab blended with Macs and PCs. Each head of hair has its own unique quirks and elements I completely adore. Obviously, Pearl's African locks are the most unique in the house, and over the past two and a half years, I've been thoroughly schooled. Maybe you're a transracial adoptive mama, too, and what I've learned the hard way can help you and yours in some small way. Maybe you're just curious because all you have at your house is all PC or all Mac, and to you I say wow. I bet your hair gear is way better organized than mine.

Although every African American individual's hair has its own unique characteristics, texture, and tightness, I'd love to share a bit of what I know so far about my Pearly Pearl's curls.

Ready? Let's talk hair.