I bet you thought I was going to talk about Spanish didn't you???? Nope, not yet anyway!
My current absolute frustration is with missing a certain young lady's softball games. If I am being totally honest, I never really understood when a woman would tell me she couldn't do something because she had to be at a sporting event with her child. I know, call me callous. When I was young, I never cared if my parents were there or not when I had things going on. I guess I was a weird kid. I am even terrible about remembering to tell them when things are going on with my kids.
Enter SCA Softball.
Alaynah is trying so hard to learn to be a good little catcher. She really wants her momma to be there when she plays. She tells me she understands that I have class. But I know she is disappointed. I am disappointed in myself. This is why it is so hard to go back to school once you have had children. It can REALLY stink.
It took a will of super glue to keep me at school yesterday when Jason called to tell me that the girls were winning (first time so far) and that Alaynah was playing great! My heart hurt. Unfortunately for me, to learn Spanish - I must BE in Spanish class.
So I sat in agony. Fully understanding my friends who MUST be at their children's games. Wishing I had the luxury. To overcompensate for my feelings of inadequacy I stopped by the store on my way home from class and bought Alaynah her favorite dinner, celebratory donuts, and even a special treat for her lunch today. I also rented a movie she has wanted to see for us to watch together (maybe this weekend we might actually find time to watch it!). I know: I'm ridiculous!
This is going to be a long season; chock full of tests of my commitment to graduating with a high GPA. I don't like this being an adult business....
