Last night the boys auditioned for the Christmas play. They are excited and full of anticipation. Instead of Paul being at the audition I had to go with baby in tow. It was not ideal, and while I didn’t tell them I did text Paul that if they didn’t get parts it would be because of their brother.
But I didn’t tell them that. I want my children to know their interests are important to me and that I support them.
Both of them in their bedtime prayers included requests to be cast in the play, and to please “not let the rehearsals destroy Mummy.”
There’s a balance between hiding yourself from your children and telling them everything. I don’t exactly know what that balance is. But I know I’m not going to let them know how difficult the next two months will be and I know I’ve got to find ways to make it work.