I used to think I was flighty and unfocused. Maybe it’s from growing up with an engineer as a father. I tried hard to be a good student and follow a logical, “stable” path.
Now that I’m a grown-up, I have a good job in web project management. I know how to do my job and I think I’m good at it.
But there’s this other side to me that I’ve been afraid to acknowledge as more than just a hobby. I’m somewhat of a creative free-spirit. It feels weird to say that because I’ve trained myself to be logical.
The point I’m trying to make is I have “wild and crazy” ideas. A few days ago I was given a box of brightly colored nail polishes in blue, green, purple, and orange to name a few. I was delighted, yet terrified.
As a grown-up web producer stepmom, can I wear those crazy colors? Bear in mind, I usually keep my finger nails natural. In the summer I like to get pedicures and often go for a simple french pedicure or the occasional magenta to spice it up.
Today as I headed out of the office for work, my husband asked where my St. Patrick’s Day green was. I told him I didn’t have anything in my work wardrobe that was green. He asked, “Don’t you have green nail polish now?”
I was so excited that I ran downstairs and polished my nails over breakfast. Grown up… in the office… in green nail polish. It’s such a rush! I’ve been happy and energetic all day.
This little box of polishes appeals so much to the side of me that wants to dye a pink stripe in my hair. I’ve already been working up my courage and may try the pink stripe for my birthday in May (if I don’t chicken out).
When I think about it, though, this little voice says, “you are supposed to be a responsible adult. You’re a stepmom for crying out loud. What will people think when you show up to your stepson's baseball games with pink hair?”
So I’m asking you stepmoms and non-stepmoms alike: What would you think of a grown up woman like me with a pink stripe in her hair?
Does being a stepmom hold you back from any wild and crazy ideas?
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