The day started at 5:30 this morning…rise and shine! We made it to the soccer tournament by 7:30. The field was what seemed like miles from the car. We made to field six, set up the chairs when of course everyone had to go to the bathroom.
Back to the parking lot we go for the girls first ever visit to the port-o-potty. That in itself was a production, “How do I lock the door?”, “Where is the sink?”, “What, we don’t flush?”.
Once everyone had completed their business, back to the field we hike. The game had not even started and I was already exhausted. I stated to rethink whether it had been a good idea for me to have gone to the game.
For the next hour I got to just sit and watch the game, which was wonderful with our girls winning 3-0. Megan looked great out on the field and the girls were having fun. My doubts about going were replaced with thoughts of pride.
The second game was a little tougher. This was the first time our girls had ever played together as a team, the first time ever playing on a large field, and the first time ever playing two games in one day, and it showed. By the time the game started it was about 85-90 degrees and full sun. By the end of the game the other team, who was very good was running circle around our hot, exhausted and about to drop girls.
Sometimes the best lessons are the hardest to learn. Coach did a nice job picking them up at the end. They are 8 years old and lots to learn.
All the way back to the car and in pain. Thank goodness it was over because I had more than enough. I was so happy I could make the game and will be there again tomorrow. BUT I was thrilled when it was time to leave.
I dream for a pain free day and normalcy!