Parenting
By Rebecca Jordan
Updated: August 20, 2015
Originally Published: February 24, 2011
As someone who usually writes about parenting techniques, I find that my experiences as a partner to a musician offer a unique lens through which I view child-rearing. You see, when I married Alex, I didn’t just marry a man; I married his unpredictable lifestyle as a rock star. You might wonder how these two worlds intertwine—well, it’s more connected than you might think.
I fell in love with Alex for who he is, but with that love comes an understanding that his career demands a significant amount of his time. Whether he’s in a recording studio in Nashville or touring with a globally recognized band (who I’ll keep anonymous for privacy), he is often away. This career path doesn’t promise stability or a predictable income, which means I’ve taken on the role of both mom and dad while he’s off chasing dreams.
To put it simply, I learned to embrace streamlined parenting strategies out of necessity. While Alex is busy performing, I juggle life with our two children, often on my own. People frequently tell me I manage everything effortlessly, but the truth is, I have my moments. I’m the one who hides in the bathroom for a quick break when the kids start bickering. I rely on a little makeup each morning just to feel somewhat human. My daily fuel comes from an almost obsessive love for coffee—thank goodness for my single-serve coffee machine, the real MVP in my life.
Today, I want to share a glimpse of the real me, the woman behind the “rock star wife” label, and debunk some of the myths surrounding this life.
1. The Awkward Introduction
I genuinely enjoy meeting new people and have a wonderful circle of friends, but I dread the small talk that often begins with, “What does your husband do?” This question can lead to one of two reactions: admiration for my exciting life or confusion about Alex’s profession. It’s hard to explain the nuances of his work without getting bogged down in details about studios and tours. Sometimes, I almost say he’s a lawyer just to skip the lengthy discussion—though I know that’s not the best idea.
2. No Touring for Me
It’s surprising how many people assume I join Alex on tour. With our two little ones, that’s just not feasible. A tour bus is not exactly a family-friendly environment. It’s cramped, and while it might seem glamorous, it really isn’t. I once joined him for a five-week stint, but I can assure you, our kids wouldn’t last two days in that atmosphere.
3. Nighttime Anxiety
I run a tight ship during the day with a schedule for the kids, which helps keep chaos at bay. But as night falls, anxiety creeps in. I worry about everything from my own well-being to Alex’s whereabouts. It’s during these quiet hours that I miss him the most, and I’m grateful for friends who drop by with wine and snacks to keep me company. Blogging has also become a great outlet for my thoughts.
4. Mixed Feelings About Parties
Watching Alex perform fills me with pride; he truly shines on stage. However, the after-parties? Not so much. While I enjoy dressing up for a show, being in crowded bars while counting down the minutes to get home feels overwhelming now. I used to revel in the excitement of such events, but now, a cozy evening at home with a bowl of oatmeal sounds much more appealing.
5. Guilt Gifts are Nice
Let’s be honest, who doesn’t appreciate a thoughtful gift? When Alex returns from a long tour with something special, it certainly softens the blow of his absence. Although I sometimes have to let parenting rules slide when he tries to make up for lost time, I admit I love the perks that come with his career, like indulging in designer jeans during his tours.
6. Love Endures
I hear many complaints from friends about their husbands’ lack of involvement, but I have a different perspective. Alex toured extensively for a year straight, which changed how I view our relationship. I often find myself wishing for the ordinary moments, and while I miss him when he’s away, I appreciate the time we do have together. After 11 years, we still cherish our simple evenings in with dinner and wine.
So there you have it: the reality behind the title of “rock star wife.” It’s not glamorous, but it’s fulfilling. I wouldn’t trade my life for anything, and yes, I’d do it all over again.
P.S. My best advice? Marry a metrosexual—they cook, clean, and know how to pick great gifts!
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Summary
In this heartfelt reflection, Rebecca Jordan shares her experiences as a partner to a rock star, navigating the challenges of parenting alone while embracing the unique aspects of her life. From the complexities of social interactions to the joys and struggles of managing a household, she illustrates the balance between love and the demands of a musician’s career, all while emphasizing the importance of connection and resilience in family life.