Recently I got to do something really kind of neat. I was given the chance to be a guest DJ at Music Savvy Mom’s brilliant blog. I was instructed to shuffle my beloved I-would-marry-it-if-it-were-a-man iPod and list the first ten songs that came up. I thought cool, I can do this. I’m not a rocket scientist or particularly tech savvy but I can find the shuffle button. This will be fun! Then I thought oh lord just don’t let something really embarrassing come up. I’m pretty sure I don’t have any pre-pubescent boy band hits in my iPod (don’t worry, I won’t judge you if you do) but I’m pretty sure I have a show tune or two. Ok fine, and some slightly embarrassing old school country music that was probably downloaded on a particularly trying night. Every now and then I have a thing for songs about dead dogs and drunken cheating husbands. I was raised in Texas after all. Don’t judge me, I know you have something embarrassing in yours too. Three words bitches, Ice Ice Baby.
What happened next though was so much more than I expected. I sat down to do my shuffle on an otherwise uneventful Saturday night and it was at such a late hour that I’m sure the donut dude was up making the donuts already. The house was silent, dark and empty. My daughter was at her father’s for the weekend yet I had not dedicated any of that alone time to just me. For the first time in a really long time I sat down and took time for myself. What started out as a fun blog guest spot turned into something that I really needed and didn’t even realize I needed. Musical soul food.
Music Savvy Mom is on a mission to bring mama’s back to the music they love, the music that gets them into their happy place and moves their soul. She does boast that breeding is not required to enjoy her site and dare I say that is very true. It’s so easy to get lost in the shuffle of life instead and forget the little things that bring us joy. A joy that is independent of mothering, working, being a partner, fulfilling the needs of everyone else.
Ri, the genius behind Music Savvy Mom, hit the nail on the head. As mothers we often become lost in kid music, kid TV, kid movies and kid books. We’re up to our eyeballs in sugary candy coated kid shit. I confess, I sometimes wish the fucking wheels would in fact just fall off the damn bus already. I mean that in the most loving of ways. All of these kid things are great and spending time with our kids listening to, watching and reading kid stuff is wonderful. I wouldn’t trade that time with my daughter for anything in this world. But listening to my shuffle reminded me that I’m still me. I know this sounds rather simple and you’re probably thinking wow, I must eat frosted lead paint chips for breakfast. It’s true though, well not the frosted lead paint chips thing. I usually skip breakfast. It’s true that I’ve forgotten about me somewhere along the path of single motherhood. It’s completely my fault. So much of my time is focused on doing everything else and if you’re a single mom you know the meaning of doing everything else. I’m sure that I have friends that are married who feel the same way so a shout out to you hard working married moms too. Holla! What I learned was that I’m still a cool chick on the inside even if I’m lucky to find two matching shoes in the morning before work. This opportunity was a gift.
Taking just that one hour to shuffle and listen and block everything else out was cathartic. It was better than a trip to a spa (I’m not really a spa-chick, the white robes freak me out) and it was better than splurging on a new outfit (mom if you’re reading this I could use a clothes gift card, just saying). It made me turn inward and spend time with someone who has become, due to my own fault, a little neglected. Me.
So now I’m going to make a point to turn off news radio on my daily work commute and get my shuffle on. I’m sure that world and local news can get by without me. After all isn’t that what CNN breaking news emails are for? I mean if it’s really that important, like a pop icon dying, I’ll get a text right? I’m going to start setting aside time when my daughter is at her dad’s and take a shuffle hour for the soul. Somewhere inside, deep inside, there is a Dancing Queen trying to claw her way out. Music Savvy Mom helped me get one step closer. Thanks for the reminder Ri. Keep rocking this world, one Stray Cat at a time.
And to you, yes I'm talking to you, If you’d like to be a guest DJ I highly recommend it. I’m pretty sure it’s good for your skin and clears up blemishes as well. Happiness makes a girl pretty. This site is my spa.