Mummy Bean
Parker & Dougs Mum
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Any one feel that this growing up, becoming a mum and all the stuff that entails is making you loose your own identity?
Ive always been an 'alternative' in style with funky hair, tattoos, piercing and mostly wear black for ease. i loved dressing up all funky in 6inch killer zombie shoes when ever we went clubbing, and got a new body mod every couple of months. Spending every minute looking for gig tickets, and underground dirty clubs mixed with rock festivals.
but here i am a mid 20 something, sitting at my desk, second baby on the way trying to remember what my 'style' even is? I was listening to Adele on the train and looking for a caravan holiday for reading a chic flic- who is this person?
Ive had to remove most my piercing due to work or babies stretching the wrong place, ive run out of room to get hidden tattoos, as i dont want them to affect my work prospects, the only thing i got left is my Pillar box red hair and even that will have to go soon, as will be doing job interviews next year. and lets face it red hair doesnt give the best first impression.
I just spent 30 min trolling through some FB site of tattooed women...thinking that used to be me...now the only time some one knows i got a tattoo (which is my whole back and whole left leg) is if the only thing i can stretch over my bump is a tank top and bits of it poke through.
have to say im jelous of my hubby, he still gets to keep his mohawk and has all his tattoo on show, coz he a plumber and no one bats an eyelid. He stomps around in his DM's and funky outfits when im limited to black jeggings and xxxl t shirt. even my 14 month old son got his first mohawk cut in yesterday, with his wee rocker tshirt and stomping boots.
no real point to this thread really...just wallowing in a bit of self pity for the day. Even tried to up my stretchers in my ear but couldnt be bothered.
maybe i need to leave the young me behind and embrace the new mummy me. best get out the apron and bakes some cakes. lol
Ive always been an 'alternative' in style with funky hair, tattoos, piercing and mostly wear black for ease. i loved dressing up all funky in 6inch killer zombie shoes when ever we went clubbing, and got a new body mod every couple of months. Spending every minute looking for gig tickets, and underground dirty clubs mixed with rock festivals.
but here i am a mid 20 something, sitting at my desk, second baby on the way trying to remember what my 'style' even is? I was listening to Adele on the train and looking for a caravan holiday for reading a chic flic- who is this person?
Ive had to remove most my piercing due to work or babies stretching the wrong place, ive run out of room to get hidden tattoos, as i dont want them to affect my work prospects, the only thing i got left is my Pillar box red hair and even that will have to go soon, as will be doing job interviews next year. and lets face it red hair doesnt give the best first impression.
I just spent 30 min trolling through some FB site of tattooed women...thinking that used to be me...now the only time some one knows i got a tattoo (which is my whole back and whole left leg) is if the only thing i can stretch over my bump is a tank top and bits of it poke through.
have to say im jelous of my hubby, he still gets to keep his mohawk and has all his tattoo on show, coz he a plumber and no one bats an eyelid. He stomps around in his DM's and funky outfits when im limited to black jeggings and xxxl t shirt. even my 14 month old son got his first mohawk cut in yesterday, with his wee rocker tshirt and stomping boots.
no real point to this thread really...just wallowing in a bit of self pity for the day. Even tried to up my stretchers in my ear but couldnt be bothered.
maybe i need to leave the young me behind and embrace the new mummy me. best get out the apron and bakes some cakes. lol