Friday, November 25, 2011
This year my daughter's birthday fell on Thanksgiving. It would have been a nightmare if we hadn't celebrated early. Scarlett had a concert she wanted to attend on November 4th so she had a party the night before and went to the concert with some of her friends the next night. She said it was the best night of her life. A mother couldn't hope for more. The lead singer fell on her while body surfacing the crowd and in her mind that was a good thing. He even talked to her alone and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She was in heaven. It certainly made Thanksgiving easier for us, though I felt weird about not celebrating the day of her birth on the actual day. Today was the day she made me a mom, which is a big deal. It even rates above getting my first book published 'Painted Jezebel'. I did make her listen to her birth story, a tradition I started for all my kids.On the positive side, I had time to surf the web for promo opportunities for my novel. Raising kids, dealing with teen drama, writing and promoting is hard as a parent. I would love to hear how other parents with writing careers juggle these responsibilities. Leave a comment. I could always use more advice on the subject.Being super mom is super hard when you're pulled in so many directions.