“You talk too much”
“Is there a point to this story?”
“Oh you want to hear a story? Kirsten tells the best stories”
I have thought for DAYS about how I could tell you about the Awesome that was LISTEN TO YOUR MOTHER and in some of those stories spinning in my mind , I was funny just like my Adorable and FREAKIN Incredible friend Una whose recap was so funny I almost wet my pants laughing, thankfully my other friend Ilana of Mommy Shorts didn’t pee her pants, instead her story of how mommyhood changed her life got so many laughs that other people almost did.
Then there was (my girl crush, yep I said it) Deborah who told us about how 2 moms are not always better than 1, after the show she introduced me to her partner Gabriella and honestly, I fell in love all over again. One of my cast mates, the beautiful Abby Sher said in her piece that she’d make a lousy lesbian since she “falls in love with women easily and without thought“. (Ummm, right there with you Abby. because I left that space on Sunday in love with every single one of those LADIES (and Howard too).
See I’ve adored Patty and Kate’s stories since they read them to us at the first rehearsal and so seeing both of them all dressed up and telling those stories was overload for an emotional girl like me. I truly just want to be best friends with all of them…Eve(captivating with words) , Jonny (sweet & Funny), Estelle (such a beautiful soul),Cynthia (new and quite simply; amazing friend), Alysia (so pretty it hurts to look at her) and Kathy (pretty, comfortable and read one of my favorite pieces) . Plus there was Howard, our only non-vagina, who gave Motherhood not only a voice, but a new NAME. (Charlene) and I adore him for it.
Should I talk about Rene (Squeeee!!) who was more friend than emcee (and who has friggin FANTASTIC hair!!!)? How we girl talked backstage while we applied makeup, made helmets of our hair with spray and peed (there it is again, the peeing) every few minutes in nervous anticipation? *Do not mess with a woman and her bladder on “SHOW DAY“.*
or how Amy, our DIVA Director, made me cry and laugh in the space of two minutes as we all held hands and wished each other luck as we glanced around our circle? (Amy=AWESOME). She passed out these beautiful necklaces with the word “LISTEN” on them and a handwritten note that is going to be one of my cherished mementos.
Speaking of Holding Hands, that was the name of my friend (OMG, she’s MY FRIEND and she was in the NYT) Varda’s piece. She was also the PERFECT PRODUCER. Everything about this experience has been better because of Varda. She is lovely and funny, fierce and gives the BEST hugs.
Holly, our AMAZING ASSOCIATE producer, who has become like a soul sister to me, had a smile plastered on her face all day. She should have, she worked her butt off to bring a beautiful, emotional, moving show to every person sitting in those seats. My gratitude is only upstaged by my DEVOTION to that woman.
Then the unbelievable, Ann Imig and her mom,( both lovely, wonderful, warm women) stepped into the theatre and we erupted, here she was the Mother of “Listen to Your Mother” in NYC to see us read. I was star struck and then she hugged me and told me she recognized me from my blog pictures. (I died a happy death inside). I also hugged Deb Rox, just sayin.
Then the brilliant and beautiful (she is all that and more I assure you) Jennifer Lee, took my picture.
(Go ahead, be jealous)
So, yes, I could talk about all that…but the most amazing part of Sunday was having my family (JOHN and Mom, George, Dana!) and my best friend(s) (Lisa and Tara) in the audience.
It was being able to tell the world about Giovanni & Jacob and the way I live my life as the mom of twins.
On Sunday, I spoke for all the things I love:
Family, Infertility, Cupcakes.
For Moms who Work, Love Stiletto Heels & Are the Cheerleaders in Everyone’s Life.
Women who dream BIG and reach out to chase them.
Ladies who laugh, hug, cry and share their stories.
Writers and Readers, Listeners and Speakers.
I got to be BOTH.
photo credit for Jennifer Lee Photography
To my cast of NYC LISTEN TO YOUR MOTHER…you have changed EVERYTHING about my life by welcoming me into yours and sharing your story with me. I can never, ever THANK YOU enough for that privilege.
the other shoe signed by the CAST
and now for those of you aren’t sick of seeing these pictures on Facebook
The Flowers my Sister in law and family sent because they couldn’t be with me:
why yes, those are pink flowers in a High heeled shoe. *squeeeee*
My brother and sister in law made me the only Trophy I’ll ever receive for performing on stage:
Every tweet which lifted me up, every voicemail that brought you there with me, well you know what it meant don’t you???
and then there was the picture that says it all, that does my speaking for me…..
me and the ONLY reasons that matter.
And it seemed, for one GLORIOUS day, everyone wanted to hear my story.