When I was in high school, the cheerleaders were all beautiful, full of pep and energy, and blonde. I always wanted to be one, but, alas, I could not seem to transform myself into most of the above. (Also, there did not appear to ever be any cheerleading Jews).
Lucky for me, at the age of 41, I am officially a cheerleader. I am not wearing short skirts with cute tight shirts (it’s more of what I like to call “gym casual”), but I am cheering from the sidelines all day long.
This past week, I watched Sam and the cast do full dress rehearsals and could not stop cheering at the end of every scene. On Tuesday, I took a train to NYC (I know, I have evolved!) to watch as Craig filmed an episode of Dr. Oz (the sequel episode to last year’s controversial HCG episode). I sat right in his eye line and nodded and smiled and shook my head yes every time he made a good point as to why there are problems with HCG.
Today I am going home to Phx so I can then drive to Palm Springs, CA tomorrow to watch Lauren and her Desert Storm Elite Cheer team at a competition. I have my Go Storm shirt all ready to go and I’m excited to watch her fly through the air (ok that part is not true. It scares the crap out of me). Tomorrow morning, Aidan’s school has a “fun run” which I believe is some sort of race and a fundraiser which I am sure he will refuse to participate in, but anyway, I’m glad I’ll be there.
I had a great time in New Haven, and have mostly learned that there is a serious debate in that town over which is the best pizza joint. Also, I didn’t see a lot of wasted people puking on the ground at Yale, like I did in my own college days. I did, however, find adorable little stores on Church Street and added to their economy: um, hello, I totally needed a new outfit and earrings and necklace for Dr. Oz! I met him and chatted with him! I had to look good! (Sorry, that was directed towards Craig)
So, my mother in law will watch Sam in previews of the show this weekend in New Haven and I will meet Sam and the cast in Rochester, NY on Monday for the official opening week. I’m bringing Lauren and Aidan with me next week to Rochester because they miss Sam so much it warrants a week of missed school.
I’m not gonna lie. I’m exhausted. I don’t know what day it is, ever. I’m learning new things about touring every day, and miss my kids and hubby a lot. But, I love watching the show unfold and love this one on one time with Sam. And, it appears, I am building a life long friendship with Jeremy’s mom, who is the perfect ying to my yang (I’m nervous and stressed, and she is nice and calm). Also, we both like late night ice cream and/or candy runs.
At the end of the day, no one is actually cheering me on, but me. And that’s ok.
Because as a mom, there is always an internal cheerleader that reminds you that you are doing a good job. If you surround yourself with good friends, you usually get a shout out from them to keep on going. Best of all are your kids and family who love and appreciate you and tell you that you can do it. And that’s all the sis boom bah I need.