First Ballet Performance

I have always been a dance and music lover, but never had a chance to do something about it professionally. Back in India its not a big thing and most parents pay attention on kids education more than extra curricular activities. My parents did the same, they gave me great education but never gave me a chance to grow my hobbies, or should I say I was also not serious enough to choose and make decisions in such areas. Just like any parent, once I became mum all my dreams and wishes came upon my little girl. Just like me she also enjoys music and dancing, plus ever since she started walking she was on her toes most of the times. Starting of last year I put her in dance classes to help her grow her hobby as a profession. All I can do from my side is help her and give her different ways to grow, rest would be her decision to make once she gets bigger.

 

I enjoyed going with her to ballet every week. Starting days were hard, as every time when we went to the class instead of dancing she used to jump and run around in the big massive room. But as the time passed, she got into the rhythm of listening to the teacher, I cant say 100% but she got much better. She is a little independent girl, she has her own way and I don't want to push her for anything. The best thing is that she enjoys going to dance class and has a good time there with her friends. As four terms passed, than it was the time for the school's dance concert. I still remember myself giggling with my friends talking about what will my little one do on stage? is she even going to move? or she is going to ran behind the stage?

 

All my fears came to an end when we went for the last rehearsal for the concert, I stayed back stage and she went with her group to practice on the stage. I looked at her performing behind the curtains so that she couldn't see me, as she always used to come out of her 30 minutes class twice to give me kiss and cuddle. Me being a mum who wants her child to learn didn't like her coming out twice but also loved her loving gesture every single time. She performed quite well as compare to what I was expecting and more than that she enjoyed and was happy in whole act.

 

Finally the concert day came, I had invited few family and friends, but unfortunately no one could make it. I was filled with emotions. I dressed her up and before leaving her back stage I gave her a big kiss and told her to just have fun. She was busy with other kids coloring and playing with toys. I went in hall and sat on my seat hoping to see a familiar face next to me, but I didn't knew anyone both sides. But as soon as the performances started I had all my eyes on the big stage and was going though funny feelings inside my heart.

My little one was in the 3rd performance, I only had to wait for 10 minutes to see her dance act. All the kids came to stage holding each others hands with two big girls who were dancing with them to help them remember their steps. I was so happy that I had a big smile on my face, I am sure if a toothpaste company would have seen me that time, they would have surely hired me for their advertisements. In like 10 seconds I couldn't see clearly as my vision got blurry and the reason was I couldn't control my tears. There I was siting among 200-300 people watching little girls dancing on Lollipop song and I was smiling with tears doing a cleansing on my face. I was happy very happy. I couldn't be more proud, she didn't ran anywhere, she did her dancing the way it was suppose to be by a 3 year old. Moreover, she also got a medal at the end.

 

We mothers are so lucky that we get blessed with these little ones who starts walking with holding our finger and than goes out in this big world and makes us proud. Life cant be better.

 

So today when you kiss your little one goodnight, stay with them for a little longer, as soon they will be big and we will miss these little little moments.

 

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Blogger Mum's Weekend

It is Sunday today, luckily I woke up a bit late as my little one decided to sleep for a little longer. I was looking forward to this weekend to being a nice relaxing one. But ever since i have started planning this weekend it didn't look like I would be having a relaxed one. I started with calling a family friend who has been asking me to make some time to see them. But people being the people they are, when you make some time to see them, then they somehow take it for granted that you are available whole day. Excuse me, do I look like a person who has no work or other commitments? If that's what you had in mind about me then please go and be friends with someone else. As friendship only survives with respect and understanding, and in your case it doesn't look like you cherish any of those.

Me and my little one had a great Saturday, thanks to those people who first asked to see me and when I said yes let's catchup, then said sorry we don't have time. I spent my whole day with my darling girl friend and we had an awesome day. Did I mention I got my hair done? I got hair color after 4-5 years. Another advantage of being mum, you stop taking care of yourself and which is good in a way, as I stopped coloring my hair which is good for my hair as they damage hair. I am happy with the color, but did have to give myself a few days to get used to, as my eyes were used to see my natural hair from so long. Luckily, the feedback I got from few people was nice, so I am happy with the change. Sometimes we just want to change something just to break free in the normal life. And in my mummy life it usually revolves around my little one's needs and I must admit just like other mums I have ignored myself a lot.

Few days ago I read an article on yahoo about mothers risking their life, but ignoring themselves and putting other family member needs before them. Females are powerful human beings, in India they told us that that female is Goddess and we should respect and care for them. But unfortunately, these days we hear lots about women being a victim of Domestic violence. Some people think that only hitting someone is DV, thats not true. It includes verbal, mental, emotional and financial abuse as well. Like by not allowing someone to go somewhere and some do it very cleverly , instead of saying I don't want you to go, they usually play with your emotions by saying things like I don't like the way that person treats me or I don't feel comfortable with that person. As they know you being in love with them would leave that third person aside. Like many other women i have also been a victim of that. And after doing all the mean things men call themselves bigger person. But the truth is that a woman will do everything and still be down to earth. I must say not all men are like that but I am talking about those few who are abusers.

I wish one day I can do a course or open up a refuge to help women and kids in need. I hear all these people talking about women empowerment. And the funniest thing is when people who didn't want to help me in my bad days talk about women empowerment and how we all should stand together and raise awareness and help women. It makes me like them lesser and lesser. If someone you know is in trouble then you dislike them and talk behind their back. And now when everyone else is talking about helping women then you are also repeating it as a parrot for praise. 

My dear reader friends. Don't be afraid or feel judged by such people. Look at yourself. You have the power and courage to make everything possible for yourself and your little one. And trust me when within a few years you will be back to top then those people will come back. But then you would no longer need them and that will teach them a lesson that What Goes Around Comes Around. 

Have a lovely lovely weekend. Xx