Name change

I finally came up with a more creative name for my new blog. When I came home from my girls weekend in California I had dreadlocks. They were new and didn’t look like much yet. But that night I was putting Oscar to bed, he was sitting on my lap playing with my hair. “Mommy. I like your fairytails.” I just about melted. I’m sure he ment ponytails… But “fairytails” is so much better, right?! So we’ve all taken to calling them my fairytails. I was feeling self conscious of this hairstyle change, worrying about judgement and questions about it. But after Oscar’s re-frame that was all I needed. So now a month into this dread-journey… Well, they are still a mess. But at times actually look like dreads. I think people can tell I’m working on dreads, and I that I didn’t just forget to brush my hair. I am sure there are a lot of questions but so far people have politely kept them to themselves. I’ve always wanted dreads. Since back in the day when I was running around following Phish and being a hippie. I made an attempt to do it one summer and it wasn’t working out so well, so I bailed on that hair experiment. This time I got advice, did some research and had my best friends help me do it the right way. I am at a very different place in my life this time around. I don’t remember what my reasons were the fist time around, but this time its about convenience, simplicity, and finding my true self. This is a spiritual journey for me too, because it is testing my patience, and forcing me to be confident in my decision, regardless of other’s opinions. Yes, I still wash my hair. One treat I had not expected is that since I’m not showering to wash my hair everyday, I am taking baths more often… Which is so much more relaxing. This will be my hairstyle for the foreseeable future and it will be evolving and changing for awhile (the first year maybe?), but I’m committed and I’m owning it. At this point in my life I figure, why not? I don’t have time or desire to “do” my hair everyday. I was just pulling it back everyday, anyway. I admit I’m putting a bit of effort into it right now, but soon it won’t take much to maintain. I’m excited to see how it goes. And it’s only hair. It will grow back. It doesn’t have to be forever, but maybe it will be. I love the idea of being old and wise with a head full of grey dreads. So there it is. I’m happy to answer other questions and talk about it.