Don’t get me wrong, I love living vicariously through her and the other girls, thinking that I can do those dances and that I have what it takes (I don’t). It’s the same when I watch Dancing With the Stars too. I always think that I can dance like that, but reality tells me that I am too old, too heavy and not that limber. I love watching her perform, and the joy that she gets from it. I love her sense of pride in her dance and how hard she has worked and how far she has come in this last year. I love watching her little feet constantly moving in some kind of tap dance move while she is just standing around – she doesn’t even realize she is doing it!
You could say that the competition season has been on the stressful side. I am a newly divorced mom, and do most of the parenting solo. (Like 99% of it –wink-wink). Which is actually just fine by me, and it’s what I was used to anyhow. I really don’t mind it. We had a long and unhappy, stressful marriage and I am very, very, very happily divorced now. Everyone is much happier. My kids are wonderful, fantastic children whom I adore. I work full-time, and parent full-time. My ex doesn’t even live near us, so co-parenting is not really an option.
With dance this spring, we have had to travel to three competitions. All of these were between two and five hours away by car. The last couple were only two weeks apart, and the furthest distances. Making sure that you have everything together, don’t lose any pieces of those costumes, packing the car, finding the locations, not being late, and getting hair and make up perfect takes a toll on you. I was so wrapped up with her new-in-the-box tap shoes not fitting her for the first comp that I totally forgot the other pair of shoes for the next dance!!! Thank goodness for grandparents to the rescue! It was stressful.
At each event my dance mom friends would tease me because I made sure to pack my diffuser and every oil in my arsenal. Who knows what you might need out there? For SURE you need that diffuser. Which sadly, I forgot at home for our last trip. Hotel rooms with stale smells were much more tolerable after I would run my diffuser with purification. I really needed it at night too, because Ava and my anxiety/excitement levels were through the roof and we had a hard time sleeping. I also brought my oil bag with me during the competition. Stomach aches/headaches (here try some Peppermint), anxiety/nervousness/drama (Peace and Calming/Stress Away to the rescue!) kids and parents alike were having pain from dancing or sitting too long (PanAway anyone?) muscle cramps (Lemongrass stops them in their tracks). This stuff works! Don’t leave home without it. My kids never ask for medicine anymore – now they just ask for the oils. It’s amazing to me, starting out as a person and family who had a hearty supply of medications for all sorts of things. Now we just are on the oils. No meds.
All in all it was a crazy, great time, filled with irreplaceable memories that we will all cherish. But until next season, I can honestly say that I am taking a deep breath, and am glad that it is over with for now.