When I was a kid I was painfully self-conscious. I remember plenty of scenes with either family or friends where the group of kids would decide to put on some kind of performance. On rare occasions I'd be into it and participate freely, but more often it was just too embarrassing for me. I hate to be the center of attention and I was just too acutely aware of people watching me. My dad, especially, would really try to coax me to get into the spirit, and I appreciate now that he just wanted to see me having fun. But as he would tell you, my heels...they were made for digging in.
Anyway, I wouldn't say that I necessarily love the limelight at this point, but putting a smile on my kids' faces trumps nearly any level of personal humiliation. I'm not a particularly gifted dancer but when we have afternoon dance parties to shake off the post-nap crabbies, I pull out all the stops and shake my booty with authority! And I'm rewarded with giggles and pleas for more.
Any type of public dancing, performing, getting up on stage, volunteering, etc was absolutely a NO GO when I was a kid. I'd rather have died than get up a dance with a DJ at a fall festival, but you know what? The kids' school held a festival the other week and had a kids' dance company there playing music and encouraging them to dance. Brighton was a little lukewarm about it, but Pacey and I got out there and danced like fools. Literally nothing else mattered to me but the look of complete joy on his face.
I know I don't have all the answers, or even most of them. I'm not a perfect mom. I yell on occasion and my patience has a limit and sometimes? I just don't feel like drawing/playing/doing whatever it is She Who Must Be Obeyed
|Clearly I put on my helmet when I take the Toy Story bike out for longer rides|