Mama Bird

An opportunity to present my latest play just came up in a beautiful location... 14 hours away by plane.  And for the first time maybe ever, I'm going to have to turn down the invitation.  I have always traveled with abandon, taking every chance I get to go somewhere new, to eat different foods, to meet the unknown, and of course, to share my work.  But taking an infant on a plane for more than a full day?   The commitment would be too long to go without her. And if we went by ourselves, worrying about who would watch her while I worked? One of my fears about becoming a mom was that I would lose a sense of freedom for the next few years.  To my surprise, I'm not mourning the loss of anything.  Maybe that means that this opportunity wasn't right to begin with.

I am anxious to see what it will be like to fly with the baby bird.  She was excellent on a road trip across the country at 4 months.  And I would have trotted her across the globe to see family this summer, had they not planned to take their first trip to America and visit us.  For now, we'll start with a 2.5 hour flight this afternoon to a very special wedding.