This weekend was a weekend filled with taking chances.
Today, I auditioned for Listen To Your Mother. It was the scariest thing I’ve done in a very long time.
I remember the first time someone made me feel shame about wanting to be a mother one day. I was about 13. My English teacher, Mrs. Jones, somehow got on the topic of different families. I casually mentioned that I wanted to have four children one day. Coming from a family of 3 kids, combined with the fact that I like even numbers, it made sense. In front of the whole class, she said, “Wow! You’re just going to be a baby maker.”
Sharing my story was terrifying.
Actually, auditioning was absolutely terrifying.
It was exhilarating.
It was worthy of margaritas, queso, and chocolate mousse afterwards. So that’s exactly what happened.