Baby Steps: Do you believe?

I definitely feel there is more going on in this world than what meets the eye.

Call it being superstitious; call it karma; call it whatever you like. This week I think I might’ve interrupted the course of the universe by one seemingly insignificant action…

Before I tell my story let me preface by saying: I absolutely know this is over thinking things. However, I believe there are probably others out there who might identify with losing yourself – if only for a moment – in thoughts like these. It’s not something that consumes me. More like a fleeting instant that I thought might be interesting to share.

So here’s the punch line:

This week – I got antsy – and I chopped my hair off. I mean I totally hacked it. It went from about halfway down my back (when flat-ironed) to above my chin. In fact, I’ve never had my hair this short before. What concerns me is…I told several people I wouldn’t cut my hair until I got pregnant.

I realize all of that changed when we got our first test results a few months back. But does that really matter? Part of me feels like I broke a promise. Even one of my friends asked about it on Facebook (we haven’t seen each other in a while). After all, aren’t there consequences when you break a promise?

Time will tell…