Sunday, February 17, 2013

I did it!

Somehow, I made it through my Friday evening without Mike. I managed to feed the crew an early supper and get them all to the rink at 5:30 p.m., just on time. I had a lot of unexpected help. For starters, Cody offered to load the van for me. Wow! He is only six. He made sure all of his and Jamie's equipment was in their hockey bags. Then he dragged them each to the van and loaded them into the hatch. At the rink, I was one of the only moms there, for some reason. I guess a lot of people were away. So there I was, clueless and female in a room full of hockey dads and boys and girls. Cody did most of his equipment without my help, and instructed me on how to dress Jamie, and in what order. Then, to my relief, one of the dads offered to help Jamie get dressed. He also laced the boys' skates, which was nice, because apparently Cody's are really tough to get tight enough. During the game, Micah ran around, as usual, and Lauren was okay. I had to go feed her in the dressing room, and then after that Micah was begging for food, so I got him a treat from the canteen. I visited with another mom, and just hung out. After the game, more dads helped me out, which was good, because Lauren was getting fussy and was flipping herself out of her car seat so I had to hold her. (I didn't want to buckle her in until we were ready to leave.)

All in all, there was a real sense of community, and I was very blessed with all the help I got. Even when I got them all loaded in the van, another dad came and helped me because somebody rather rude parked their pickup truck directly behind me, in a non-parking spot. So, this other dad stood behind the van and directed me so I could get out of there. That's when things got really difficult.

After hockey, the boys are often really grouchy. The time between the end of the game, and getting them to bed was rough. It took a lot of work, and there were several people crying at once (I may have been one of them...I don't even remember), but eventually, I do remember sitting in the living room quietly with Lauren. I don't wish single motherhood on anyone. I am relieved to have Mike back home. But, I have to admit, there is a certain sense of accomplishment I got from making it through all of that. Admittedly, I had a lot of help, but I had to face my fear and step out there in order to find that out. I am not, by nature, a risk-taker. Most of us aren't, I suppose. These days, I'm learning that few things can be accomplished in this life, or even enjoyed, without taking some risks. So I will try to take a few more and see where it leads me. I'm off now to enjoy some time with my whole little family.

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