I spent some time today driving around in Chris' giant Rocky Mountain Bicycles van and listening to an Indigo Girls album that came out in 1989, when I was the very same age as Maple. I belted the entire thing at the top of my lungs with the windows down and I got out all of the feels. So many of them are so different now on this side of love with a big mama heart. My throat is raw and scratchy and it was worth it.
I was on my own for a patch of the day which is entirely atypical on a Tuesday but the kids had to go to the dentist and I am NOT the parent for that. Chris holds space for me with this by being the one that holds space for the kids while I retreat into being with myself and working hard to not enter the worm hole in which Eider comes home with 13 cavities and the need for some other oral surgery. (He came home fine of course, with nary a cavity to be found). I am ok with not being the parent for that. Most of the time. I am not the parent for everything. Neither is Chris. And fortunately, we overlap where it matters and compliment each other, also, where it matters. Not a day goes by that I am not grateful for that. We have both managed without it at different times, and while doable, it still completely sucked.
So, I took the rare spot of midday Tuesday time to get a few things done for meg. I generally practice during that part of this particular day, but had already spent some lovely time on my mat in the Mazomanie circus space while my kids wrapped up their last homeschool circus class of the spring. It was light filled and lovely and loud with kids being clowns and practicing in silks a floor below me. It comes as no surprise that we are a family of movers. That moving through the world inhabiting our physical selves helps us each more fully inhabit our interior terrain. And in turn helps us show up with a little bit more ease and grace with one another. Embodied practices give me a leg up when it comes to chilling out a little bit about the dentist and asking for help when I need it.... Anyhow, I was afforded the time to put some attention into a few projects and then take my little guy to violin lessons.