52 Weeks Project | Week 11 | Embracing Change

Embracing Change

11/52

Well, I'm happy to say that this week's biggest event was getting my hair dyed - for the first time! 

First time? I know. I'm 27 and I'm just doing this for the first time. 

But why? 

Honestly, it's something I've been wanting to try out for the last few years. But it was always too much money and not enough time to dedicate to trying it out. Not to mention - the fear of change. 

Change is always something that has been hard for me to submit to. I naturally like to be the rock in the river raging against the currents of change. But the older I get, the more I realize that being that sort of way will close a lot of doors of opportunity and experiences for me. And being that rock against the raging current, you only get eroded away from the persistence that water (change) cuts with. Even if it's over loooong periods of time. It will always deal damage. Which ultimately fills you with bitterness and regret as time closes opportunity for you experiencing what we want in this life. 

And honestly, motherhood has embraced this sort of mindset a lot within me. Because Leo (who is currently 15 months old) is changing every single day. And my life is already turned upside-down different than it was this time last year. And totally different from the year before that when I first found out I was pregnant. And then this time next year, it will be even more different. So, you have to be able to flow with change a lot more as a parent if you are going to be not only a successful one, but a successful person in general. 

It's been nearly 2 years since I found out I was pregnant and my entire days between then and now have been spent dedicating myself to a miniature human in a way I didn't know I had in me. Which, I absolutely LOVE to do of course!! But, it felt really, REALLY nice to do something just for me when the majority of every day I ever spend is dedicated to other people. Because I truly believe it's absolutely necessary to take care of ourselves amongst the chaos of life to arrive in the end in one piece lol. 

I will admit though that this week has been almost experiencing the 5 stages of grief (haha) realizing how much of an emotional connection I had to my natural hair (something I didn't really know before lol!

But, now that we are here at the end of this week, I feel like this whole experience has definitely given a boost to my more dulled post-motherhood hair (my hair used to be a lot more vibrant before pregnancy changed my body). And as my hair grows, these blonde introductions to my hair will only look better. And if I decide that this whole hair-dying thing just isn't for me after all, I can grow it out and just simply never do it again. But at least I can know that I did it, I tried it, and it made me feel bomb.com in a time where a lot of mothers forget about their own happiness.