Putting on a new face... First Post!!!

So this is my first post, and it is not about what I intended. I was waiting (procrastinating) because I wanted the first post to be a quick brilliantly written summary of why I'm writing a blog for the first time. 

I'm gonna be a mommy.  That's the development that pushed me over the edge into the blogging world.  I didn't want all of my already crazy emotions & thoughts to go unspoken.  I didn't want to go through my struggles alone.

Among those struggles -- I'm not married yet.  I could write a whole different blog about me & the baby's daddy.  My family is far away.  I don't own a house.  I don't really only own anything except lots of credit card debt (long stories), some furniture, and my favorite thing in the world, my Mac Book Mona (purchased with a credit card).

I'm halfway through getting my MBA online, and man, it is getting tough.

And finally -- I'm trying to run someone else's business with little support but with plenty of occasional, uninformed oversight.  This oversight is the topic of the day. 

Yesterday, I was told by my boss that his boss would prefer that I improve my image.

That's the old me.  According to the man, I need better hair, better makeup, and a better wardrobe.  And I thought I was doing well with my appearance, considering that I came from a family that never really emphasized material improvements of our natural God-given beauty (aka some called my parents hippies). 

BUT I understand their intentions that I inferred, that if I want to attract a certain clientele, I need to look like them. The clientele being the typical Dallasite, rich, well dressed, & well groomed.  I understand that conformity is often a necessity. 

However, there are a few issues with the challenge.  I'm pregnant.  I shouldn't really be investing in a wardrobe right before I'm going to blow up like a bubble.  And again...  I'm pregnant, and I think I may have alluded to not being rich.  I need to be saving my money for baby bills, not spending it on girly stuff!  

I shouldn't be doing it, but it is important for my job.  So yesterday, I went to a hair stylist looking for a professional, yet simple haircut.  He explained that I already had that, I just needed to spend more time on it & practice fixing it more.  Cool, saved the money on that one. 

Then I went to mall, looking for makeup advice.  The girl at the makeup counter was 8 months pregnant, and she was soooo cute!  Another lady joined in our pregnant talk, and they told me about 3 other women they work with that are pregnant.  So of course we bonded.

And I spent $267...  On makeup.  That hurts me to admit it.  After writing this, I want to completely block my memory of the amount. 

My boyfriend, who grew up with the rich Dallasites, instead of being angry, said... "Awww, my baby's becoming a woman." 

I officially can't purchase any makeup for at least 5 years.  I really have to learn how to fix my hair without professional help.  And I will enlist the help of a friend to help me to modify my wardrobe inexpensively. 

So we'll see if it all works!  I will let you know if $____ of makeup will improve your appearance so drastically that you get a promotion. 

I will share my struggle of putting on a new face, while I embark upon the adventure of putting on my other new figurative face - becoming a mommy.