Current social-distancing measures [1] have not allowed much opportunity for me to have some time away from my daughter, and spending 24/7 with my kiddo [2] has not allowed me the perspective of how she may have changed physically. It's sort of like that messy spot in your home or that scratch on your wood floor — since you see it every day, you develop a blind eye to it.

It took a grand moment for me to realize that girlfriend is due for a haircut [3] ASAP. She normally wears her hair down and it's manageable — no need for any accessories to pull it back. A few nights ago, she was eating Swedish Fish as a treat and in her sweet voice asked for help. When I inquired why she needed my assistance, I noticed that a piece of candy was stuck in her hair! It was gnarled into her straggly curls, and freeing the fish without harming her hair required a very intricate plan. If getting gummy candy stuck in hair isn't a sign that it is time for a haircut, I don't know what is.

But here's the thing — I am already managing way more than my plate can handle while following social-distancing measures and attempting to homeschool. I'm trying to maintain my business, be a teacher [4], manage the home, figure out groceries, and occasionally have a conversation with my husband. I simply don't have the brain capacity to learn how to be a hairdresser on top of the many other hats that I am wearing.

I can't be a perfect mom, homeschool teacher, wife, employee, or friend right now. While I admit that I have a typical Type A personality, I learned very quickly that some things are going to have to go to the wayside during this challenging time. Basic hygiene practices are a must, but things like a fresh haircut or a freshly ironed dress are simply not happening right now, to preserve my own sanity. Good enough is going to have to do [5] until our lives get back to normal.

My daughter has not complained about her hair once since she has been home with me full-time. It doesn't seem to bother her (other than the Swedish Fish incident), so I won't let it bother me. I do catch her getting annoyed when her hair flies in her face during a windy day, so I offer the simple solution of a hair tie. Otherwise, I am too focused on making sure that our primary needs are met while trying to maintain a level of calmness during this pandemic. If that means that my daughter's hair is not Instagram-worthy when I post our escapades, so be it. We have our health and happiness, and to us that is more important than a cute little bob.