Haircuts are for boys…

I gave Chris a haircut tonight. His hair was getting in his eyes, and I was tired of washing and combing it.

Having a child on the spectrum is not easy. Haircuts are a hassle. Since I don’t have his highchair anymore, I told him to sit on his chair and don’t move. Which he obliged to. Until I brought out the buzzer. He grabbed it from me and examined it, but I quickly took it away to get this cut over with. I knew no matter how long he looked at the buzzer, he would get attached to it and I wouldn’t get a chance to cut his hair.

He immediately revolted. I told my mom whom was watching, “I need your help”. I told her to hold his hands down. He squirmed in his seat. I held his head, tightly against my breast and with the other hand I started buzzing. Everytime I stepped away to clean the buzzer he thought it was over and when I went back to hold his head against my chest again he’d start screaming.

His screams are getting louder and more vocal. He still coos like a baby, but lately he’s been noticing his voice and he will STEM and scream something I never heard before. So hearing him tonight killed me a bit inside.

He screamed, he fought, he squirmed and wiggled. I did the sides and back first. Once I got to his bangs he quieted down and sort of hummed. I can tell he realized we will not have to worry about hair getting in his eyes again.

After I was done he began scratching his neck so I put him in the tub again. He was really happy, as usual when I give him a bath. He loves water. I rinsed off all the little specks of hair in his ears and on his back and neck and face. Then he spent the rest of the night giggling and laughing.

Haircuts are for boys… When their hair gets too long, it’s time for a buzz.