Sometimes you just need to take a step back.

I didn’t write a post yesterday.

I can count the number of times that has happened on one hand in the last three and a half years.

I spent the weekend coaching a swim meet.

Yesterday a friend was nice enough to watch Number 5, 6, and 7 so my husband could come to the meet to watch Number 3 and 4 swim.

By the time we got to my friend’s house to pick up the kids, it was 7:45.

They invited us to stay for a beer.

Or three.

I hadn’t written my post, and I thought I really should go home.

But is was Sunday.

And I was tired.

And I needed a break.

Do you know how I really knew that?

This weekend, Number 3 found himself in a position where he had to make a decision.

It was playoffs for his travel baseball team.

But he also qualified to swim in a pretty big swim meet. It was a pretty big deal.

And on Friday he swam so well, that he qualified to go to a meet in Virginia that takes a select group of swimmers from Connecticut to swim.

Of course the meet and the baseball games were all at the same time.

He had to make a choice. He didn’t want to let either team down.

And I felt so bad for him and I got myself so worked up, that I was talking to another mom at the swim meet, and bawling my brains out.

I was coming up with all sorts of scenarios where Number 3 could play part of his game and then rush to the swim meet and hopefully swim well enough to qualify in a second event to go to Virginia, and then, on Saturday morning, Number 3 looked at me and said,

I think I just want to focus on swimming this weekend.

And again, I was panicking.

Over a baseball game.

It wasn’t like the Little League World Series.

It wasn’t like his entire baseball career was riding on this weekend.

But I had lost all perspective. And that’s what I had started to believe.

So I listened to Number 3.

He felt bad to let his baseball teammates down, but he was also relieved.

And as soon as I saw that, as soon as I physically saw the look on his face relax, I realized it was time for me to do the same thing too.

So last night, rather than rushing home to write a post, I drank a beer with my friends.

And then I drank another one.

And then I drank another one.

Number 3 missed his baseball games this weekend.

I missed writing a post this weekend.

And the world didn’t end.

Sometimes, you just need to take a step back, put things into perspective, and drink a beer (or three) with friends.

 

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