(Prologue)
I can’t seem to put a complete thought together anymore at least not a complete grammatical thought. I have no business blogging but I’m trying to appease some friends out there who recently complained about my lack of voice here.
(Aside)
Few things in my life are more humbling than my 3 year old daughter. She has this way of putting me in my place just when I need it and sometimes when I don’t need it. Saturday I came home from a day away and after her babysitter left I stripped down to change into my comfie clothes and as I stood there in the bedroom topless she tilted her her head in that sweet inquisitive way that she has and said, “I like those little things!”. By little things she meant my breasts. Score one for the 3 year old!
(The Main Event)
Today starts the two weeks of single parenting hell that I have to endure this summer. Okay, so I’m exaggerating more than a little since it’s not that bad but I will need the vacation that I have planned to start the end of this month. For the next two weeks my life is filled with summer school, swimming lessons, softball games, event filled weekends and work. I have to fit work in there somewhere. At the end of the two weeks the girls and I are heading out on our adventure that is Seattle.
Tonight my oldest has a softball game that starts at 6 which happens to be the same time that my youngest and I will be in Mommy and Me swim class. Luckily it’s a home game and swimming should be over before the game ends so we’ll get dressed and have time to pop over to the field for the end of the game. Juggling all of these activies is a common place skill that many parents have but it’s even more of a three ring circus when you have to juggle it alone.
Father of the year told our daughter that he’d “try” to make it to her game tonight since he’s choosing a car show over her tournament on Saturday. When she gave him a hard time about not seeing any of her games this season he made a less than heartfelt offer to see what he could do about his work schedule today to try to make it to ONE game. He recently received a promotion from his work and seems to think he’s out there saving the world and his company which is great but what good is it to inherit the world if you lose your kids respect in the process?
(Epilogue)
I’m SO loving chocolate doughnuts these days.
Filed under: 2009
Your girls will always remember which parent was there.
Hang in there. It’s worth it. But then again, you already know that.