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Caught in their own little world-on-ice, checkingout each face that whirled past them, I was only the night-timedriver and MasterCard-holder.The evening ended with hot cocoa drunk by giggling, rosy-cheekedgirls. "I work out everyday,"I reassured myself. But whenNIKE FREE RUN, a pre-teen girl caught sight of a hottie andabruptly skated backwards...directly in front of me...I wasknocked smack on the ice. "How tough could this be anyway?" Ithought as I snapped on my rented skates. And my left wrist,though clearly black and blue from a dozen broken blood vessels,was not much worse for the wear.Will we do that again? Absolutely. In tiny Ridgefield,Nike TN Requin 3 Homme Connecticutin January, ice skating on a Friday night is as good as it gets:the place was packed. Ilook the part, what with my jeans, turtleneck, and down vest. My daughter and her nine friends? Forgetaboutem. Imean...I could pass for one of these kids if you caught me at the right angle!We got onto the ice, Victor holding my hand with a look of "Can I do this, Mom?" and me with an "it's-like-riding-a-bike-you-never-forget-how" assurance.The first time around was, well, awkward would be anunderstatement. We'll take it slowly. Victor, encouraged by my proddings of "You're doing sogreat!" now had his sights set on ice hockey. On Friday night, I learned my limitation. These are played out in ROCKET MOM! 7 Strategies To Blast You Into Brilliance. and worked at IBM and as a stockbroker at Merrill Lynch before coming home to work as a wife and mother of four. The second crashwas my swan song; I exited to the slightly warmer viewing roomwith ice on my butt and two clearly bruised wrists, totallyticked off that these kids had gotten the best of me.Five minutes later, I reminded myself why I was there in thefirst place: I had a 9-year-old son who needed me, for crying out loud! It was back to the ice for another half-hour. I was sore from my early-morning tennis game andhalf-hour workout with weights. Victor held me up. I landed on my wrists, and fullyrealized how hard the ice really is...and how much more brittlemy bones are at my age...when I picked myself up with a half-laugh and an under-my-breath grunt of "I hope he was worth it."We were great, Victor and I. I was wobbly. I skated as a kid. Clearly two hundred children and hormone-impaired middleschoolers were lacing up, while little Victorbegged me to skate alongside him, at this never-before-seen rink, with an almost-desperate look on his face.Of course I had to oblige. Cold air, oxygen to the brain, rosy cheeks, laughter, friends, bonding with my kids, and a sense of community in this New England town of mine are just too compelling.Looking like a fool when I fall? Black-and-blue reminders of mymiddle age? Bruises to my ego? Well...that's all part ofmotherhood.Keeping the spirit of the holidays after the holidays haveclearly passed is one of the challenges of being a Rocket Mom.Keep your eyes wide open for opportunities throughout the nextcouple winter months to create special memories with your kids.Be it snow-skiing, ice skating, or sledding; or creating uniquepottery at your local paint bar...be prepared for giggles and memory-making...and check your ego at the door.Carolina Fernandez earned an M.B.A. I was cold. Strong convictions were born about the role of the arts in child development; ten years of homeschooling and raising four kids provide fertile soil for devising creative parenting strategies. He took to theNike TN Requin Plating Homme ice like a duck towater and passed me whenever he could, checking in with me everyfew dozen yards to make sure I was still alive. It is widely available online, in bookstores or through 888-476-2493. Round and round we went, avoiding the whippersnappers and pre-teen girls with a vengeance. She totally re-invented herself along the way. When I asked him how he was doing, he was clearly in control. "I rollerblade,remember, Mom?" Oh yeah...that.Dozens of wiry boys...barely as high as my kneecap...who hadclearly been skating since they could crawl...zigzagged in andout of my path like cockroaches when caught in the dark by a quickly-turned-on light. I was reassured by my assessment when Victor exclaimed: "Mom, don't look down! You'll throw up!"By the third or fourth time around, I was feeling much moreconfident. I took ten pre-teengirls to the ice rink--along with little brother Victor, who hadnever ice-skated in his life.At fortysomething, I had no deep-seated desire to skate; thegirls afterall would skate by themselves and completely ignoreme. Whippersnappers! In and out they skated, so fast and with such precision that it took my misted-breath away.Did I mention the strobe lights? Just when I thought it was safeto look down and see where I was going, the lights playing on the ice only made me dizzy. She writes extensively for a variety of parenting resources and teaches other moms via seminars, workshops, keynotes and monthly meetings of the ROCKET MOM SOCIETY, a sisterhood group she launched to “encourage, equip and empower moms for excellence.”Please visit =>[http://www.rocketmom.com].

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