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The Ballet of Motherhood
Theme: Balance
A friend once messaged me after we reconnected on Facebook, and after hearing how many children I had said, “You must have your hands full with your brood. Don’t know [how] you can manage that. Only having two seems to be [a] handful. I could not imagine having five.
It must be a ballet of coordination and planning to keep it all running smoothly.”
God how I laughed.
Coordination??
That couldn’t have been farther from the life I was living.
I did tell him that it was “more like a 3-ring circus!”
I didn’t tell him that I’m a “fly by the seat of my pants” type of person and organization or planning or any kind of coordination were not things I could easily manage. I would have burned out much sooner had I attempted to “ballet and coordinate.”
That was the summer of 2009. I had a two-month-old son, my daughter was about to turn two, my oldest son was about to turn four, my adopted daughter was twelve, and my stepchild was thirteen (we had them a good chunk of the summer). It was two years before I had my last child, my youngest son.
Back then, it would take me a week to complete one simple blog post, working on the desktop computer in our small office room right off the living…
