A while ago I wrote about wanting to one day get my nose pierced. I always admired women who rocked a cute dainty stud. To me that’s a style I could totally get behind and would rock it until the day I die. But for the longest time it never seemed like the time was right to go for it. From having super strict employers, to being pregnant, or just feeling uneasy about how I could have a professional career and still carry off a piercing. I wasn’t sure how the mom’s on the playground or on the PTA would accept it, or more importantly accept my children. I had resigned myself to believe that I’d be a blue-haired grandma before I’d ever get around to finally doing it.
I casually brought it up with my supervisor at work, and she was actually totally cool with it. Our agency has a dress code, but as a pierced mama herself she threw her support behind me and actually encouraged me to go ahead and do it.
Then a lovely lady pal sent me an awesome note with information about her experience with getting a piercing while working in a conservative environment. She talked to me about helping it heal, concealing it if necessary, and best care tips. My world was rocked!
And then finally, my sweet friend posted on her facebook about going to do hers and requested a buddy to come along with her. And well, that pretty much seemed like it was the universe was telling me this was my opportunity. So we went!
And I almost chickened out. My friend promised she wouldn’t hate me if I changed my mind when I asked her as soon as I saw her at the front door. My heart was beating so hard and fast. I really, really, wanted to chicken out for a few seconds but something inside of me made me go ahead and hand over my credit card. It didn’t hurt at all! Or maybe I blocked that out and expected it to hurt much much worse, who knows.
I dig it.
Here’s to being true to our (weird) selves. Wearing our uniqueness proudly for all the world to see. To rejecting convention while exceeding each expectation, and demonstrating confidence while exasperating our self-designed limitations. To changing perspectives while having adventures, and making memories while building friendships. And, of course, the little things that make us very, very, very happy.