I was all set to hop on here last week and announce something very important. So VERY important. Are you ready?
My butt has not missed the bleacher-sitting of volleyball season.
I know; astounding, right?
My butt, my hips, my lower back...all aching after an hour when I finally begged E1 to go home. How will I ever make it through the season?
Sitting through E2's basketball games isn't as bad...maybe because they only last about 40 minutes...it's those last 20 minutes that do me in, I guess.
I was waylaid in my passing on that urgent news by E3 coming down with some upper respiratory junk. She missed school on Friday, AND on Monday, AND TODAY AND THAT ALMOST MADE ME CONTINUE THE REST OF MY NIGHT IN ALL CAPS! Seriously, that child can drain my energy in ways the other two have never tried. Her 'Reactive Airway' flared up and our usual form of treatment just wasn't cutting it anymore. As I sat here earlier this evening with a list of things I needed to do/research online and an Internet connection that was (and had been all day)...gone, or something...head in my hands, deep-breathing, I noticed that every time she coughed (cough, cough, coughcoughcoughHACK!) I would tense up...and realized that it was a stress-reaction not unlike what I had when she cried as an infant.
So I escaped by way of attending a Booster Club Meeting and earned E2's teacher $10 for her classroom (highest percentage of parents in attendance).
Things are looking up though...E3 got meds today, and I'm not afraid to beg her teacher to keep her for at least half the day tomorrow if necessary.
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