Monday, March 15, 2010
We are the champions..................
Well it's official- basketball season is over. And we made it. Two practices a week, two games a week, two uniforms to find, wash and find again a week, $7 at the snackbar a week, but it is finally done.
Behind every single giggly child learning a sport is a mom. The one who gets the troops up early on a weekend day to head out to games, who plans ahead to make dinner early on practice nights and has a snack planned out when they get home before bed, who drives all over town to jump through hoops because she missed the deadline to apply, who packs a bag of 'entertainment' for the siblings not in said sport. I am this teams mom- and I am tired.
I'm tired of running myself ragged for children who don't care, of hearing complaints over a meal I didn't feel like making anyway, of arguing with my husband, of defending my children because I love them, of feeling the warm tears streak down my cheeks, tired of scrubbing up globs of toothpaste and of hanging up jackets. I am just tired. Somehow there are women who are fulfilled in their daily lives because they know they are serving the Lord when they serve their families. I can't find it today. I just can't.
Oh- I almost forgot- I am tired of thinking that I can go all 'betty crocker' and instead just turn out with cookies the size of dinner plates that look NOTHING like a megaphone.
I know I go through this off and on- I get all weepy and over extended. Today is my day I suppose. Sorry. I really did enjoy watching the kids in their basketball season- I hope that they liked it. Emily informed me today that I never asked her if she wanted to be a cheerleader- and she didn't. Figures.
I'm off to pout. 4 days until me and the girls from church head out for an overnight away from our families- dinner (in a real restaurant- with real plates), play tickets, sleeping in, hot breakfast.............BRING IT ON! I'm so mad and hurt by my family right now that I might just not come back. Not that they'd notice or anything, at least not for a while, like until the food and clean underwear ran out. Just sayin.