with Karli Larson
The transition from stay-at-home mom to divorced-and-working-full-time mom can be challenging, and sometimes very lonely. Throw in a few cats, an ancient dog and one very brave boyfriend, and life gets downright crazy. Join me as I talk through my thoughts and struggles, my miscalculations and my triumphs. We're in this together, you and I.
When I'm not writing here you can find me over at work on the TisBest Philanthropy blog.
Good Mommy! Playing is fun!
I did it, you guys. I got the part.
I really did. Those orange shoes did the trick.
The last time I was onstage, in NYC, I was newly pregnant with my firstborn, and did not yet realize it.
“Does that mean you drank a lot of BEER with your actor friends?” she asked the other night.
“I did. I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were in there,” I told her. “But we were good in the play, you and me. I hope you enjoyed it.”
“I probably did.”
“Now you get to see me from the outside,” I told her. “Now you actually get to SEE your mama in a play. How cool is that?”
She grins, and just as quickly, is back into her book.
It is cooler to me than it is to her—at least, for now. Someday, she and her sister may someday remember seeing their mama in a play, that wild play with all the dresses and funny lines and crazy physical humor that they love and see every day at home with me.
We already “play,” here. All the time.
For me, though, this is big and bright and beautiful. I want to show them a glimmer of who I was before, a very long time ago. I want them to see me striding boldly and without hesitation onto a stage. I want them to see me in love with something again. Some part of them, I hope, will absorb this—their mother being in love with something she’d loved long ago.
I can’t wait.
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