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Going Grey - The Early Days!

Well, I haven't been on here for a very long time and that's simply because my life is crazy busy these days. With 4 children ranging in age from 3 to 15 I am dealing with everything from toddler tantrums to teenage tantrums and everything in between.

However, I've been rethinking lots of things in my life and have finally decided to take the plunge and stop colouring my hair. I know, I know, it's the popular thing to do right now as grey is the new black or blonde and all that...but my reasons really aren't fashion related at all. They are, to put it bluntly, health related.

For several years now, I've been having increasingly severe reactions to the hair dye my many hairdressers have been applying. At the beginning I tried changing hairdresser, believing they were using sub-standard products and tried others using newer and supposedly less allergic dyes. No joy. Finally I opted for highlights minus a base colour when it became obvious that I simply couldn't tolerate any chemicals touching my scalp. Although this has worked well for me with regards to the itching, weeping and crusting at the base of my skull, I am sick of hair with the texture of straw! Frankly, I've had enough. That, plus a minor but rather worrying health scare recently, helped make the decision for me. No more dye.

You might think, well you go girl, it's your life, do what you want with it. That's not how it works though, as many before me will testify...

When my immediate and then wider family realised that I hadn't coloured my hair for longer than normal, the questions and then the opinions came flying in. My husband, for example, chooses to believe I just haven't got around to booking an appointment yet. He tells me he doesn't have an opinion on my going grey!

My eldest daughter on the other hand has gone all feminist declaring it's my head, my hair and my decision. Fair enough.

My middle daughter has pleaded with me to get it coloured pronto, insisting I will look old and pulling horrified faces as she declares how much she hates my silvers!

My son however has announced he loves me regardless of my hair colour as the colour or lack thereof doesn't matter to him at all.

My 3 year old can't make up her mind, one minute telling me she hates my white hair, the next telling me she hates my brown hair!

My mum and sisters think I've lost the plot and keep suggesting I'll look ill and old (again!) whilst my father says nothing but looks at me with a slight question mark apparent!

So, and it feels like I'm at confession here, forgive me if I look a bit odd at the moment, but it has been 19 weeks since my last hair colour! I'm personally enjoying seeing my varying shades of white, silver and grey as they streak and sparkle through my hairline and I'm looking forward to documenting my journey into silveriness!

My life, my choice... Or is it??

Have you taken the plunge? How was or is it for you?

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