"I made the team!"
Most parents would be very excited, perhaps even a little relieved, to see their child commit themselves to the rigorous mental and physical demands of competitive sports and, ultimately, make it through to the final cut.
[blank stare]
"Did you hear what I said?"
I am not one of those parents.
"Oh yeah, yeah, I'm just, like, wow!"
See what I mean?
"Congratulations, sweetie!"
Of course, I'm happy for her. Like her younger siblings, she's played recreational soccer up until the 6th grade. However, rather than going pro (heh) and playing for the middle school, like most of her friends did, Heather had a hard time finding a comfortable place.
"Did you get a chance to speak to your coach about, you know?"
Then, she got sick and, well, being able to sit comfortably, in class, or excusing yourself, dozens of times during the day, without question, or embarrassment was a blessing.
"Yeah, she's totally cool with it."
I thought about writing a note, explaining the situation to her coach. Even dialed her coach's number, before hanging up and finally deciding that this is perhaps one of those times when life should just be allowed to run its course.
"Are you okay with it?"
Honestly, um, no. Quite frankly, I am scared to death that my child is going to land flat on her ass and, you know, this time, not be able to get up.
"Oh yeah, yeah, I mean, the surgeon said it was, like, okay."
She played her first game, yesterday. They won. 6-0. I survived it. Barely. Still. I'm not looking forward to Thursday for two reasons:
- She has an appointment with the surgeon to see if her condition (for lack of a better word) requires more surgery.
- They play the meanest, nastiest field hockey team, ever.
For now, I'm keeping up appearances, like there's absolutely nothing wrong with her playing field hockey, or my suggesting that perhaps it would be a good idea if she wore the protective gear, for the rest of her life, thankyouverymuch.
Later.
"Can I dye my hair red?"
She is the only one of my kids [knocking on wood until knuckles bleed] to have gone through surgery, twice and, as much as I feel awful saying it, it couldn't happen to a tougher child.
"And then could you, you know, dip my ends in black?"
After all, she was born on a Wednesday.
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36 responses to “Wednesday’s Child”
That’s definitely got to be hard, as a Mama, sitting there, watching, waiting with baited breath.
She’ll be strong, I know she will. We share the same name & all Heathers are made of AWESOME.
🙂
That’s definitely got to be hard, as a Mama, sitting there, watching, waiting with baited breath.
She’ll be strong, I know she will. We share the same name & all Heathers are made of AWESOME.
🙂
That’s definitely got to be hard, as a Mama, sitting there, watching, waiting with baited breath.
She’ll be strong, I know she will. We share the same name & all Heathers are made of AWESOME.
🙂
That’s definitely got to be hard, as a Mama, sitting there, watching, waiting with baited breath.
She’ll be strong, I know she will. We share the same name & all Heathers are made of AWESOME.
🙂
That’s definitely got to be hard, as a Mama, sitting there, watching, waiting with baited breath.
She’ll be strong, I know she will. We share the same name & all Heathers are made of AWESOME.
🙂
That’s definitely got to be hard, as a Mama, sitting there, watching, waiting with baited breath.
She’ll be strong, I know she will. We share the same name & all Heathers are made of AWESOME.
🙂
Absolutely let her dye her hair red w/black. It’s only hair. 🙂
Kids are definitely tougher than we give them credit for.
Absolutely let her dye her hair red w/black. It’s only hair. 🙂
Kids are definitely tougher than we give them credit for.
Absolutely let her dye her hair red w/black. It’s only hair. 🙂
Kids are definitely tougher than we give them credit for.
Absolutely let her dye her hair red w/black. It’s only hair. 🙂
Kids are definitely tougher than we give them credit for.
Absolutely let her dye her hair red w/black. It’s only hair. 🙂
Kids are definitely tougher than we give them credit for.
Absolutely let her dye her hair red w/black. It’s only hair. 🙂
Kids are definitely tougher than we give them credit for.
It seems that you have one tough daughter. Good for her living life the the fullest. I’d let her dye her hair red with black, during summer, when she’s not in school. Just like I’m considering letting my youngest dye her hair blue, purple or red, whatever color she decides on this year. I’m considering . . .
It seems that you have one tough daughter. Good for her living life the the fullest. I’d let her dye her hair red with black, during summer, when she’s not in school. Just like I’m considering letting my youngest dye her hair blue, purple or red, whatever color she decides on this year. I’m considering . . .
It seems that you have one tough daughter. Good for her living life the the fullest. I’d let her dye her hair red with black, during summer, when she’s not in school. Just like I’m considering letting my youngest dye her hair blue, purple or red, whatever color she decides on this year. I’m considering . . .
It seems that you have one tough daughter. Good for her living life the the fullest. I’d let her dye her hair red with black, during summer, when she’s not in school. Just like I’m considering letting my youngest dye her hair blue, purple or red, whatever color she decides on this year. I’m considering . . .
It seems that you have one tough daughter. Good for her living life the the fullest. I’d let her dye her hair red with black, during summer, when she’s not in school. Just like I’m considering letting my youngest dye her hair blue, purple or red, whatever color she decides on this year. I’m considering . . .
It seems that you have one tough daughter. Good for her living life the the fullest. I’d let her dye her hair red with black, during summer, when she’s not in school. Just like I’m considering letting my youngest dye her hair blue, purple or red, whatever color she decides on this year. I’m considering . . .
Hang in there, Momma!
She’s a toughie!
(Good luck Today!)
xoxo
Hang in there, Momma!
She’s a toughie!
(Good luck Today!)
xoxo
Hang in there, Momma!
She’s a toughie!
(Good luck Today!)
xoxo
Hang in there, Momma!
She’s a toughie!
(Good luck Today!)
xoxo
Hang in there, Momma!
She’s a toughie!
(Good luck Today!)
xoxo
Hang in there, Momma!
She’s a toughie!
(Good luck Today!)
xoxo
haha She sounds like an awesome kid!!! 🙂 I died my hair burgundy when I was in high school. The good thing about hair – it always grows back out a *normal* color in the end 🙂 haha Good luck with everything – hope you get good news at the doc today! {and good luck on their game!!!}
haha She sounds like an awesome kid!!! 🙂 I died my hair burgundy when I was in high school. The good thing about hair – it always grows back out a *normal* color in the end 🙂 haha Good luck with everything – hope you get good news at the doc today! {and good luck on their game!!!}
haha She sounds like an awesome kid!!! 🙂 I died my hair burgundy when I was in high school. The good thing about hair – it always grows back out a *normal* color in the end 🙂 haha Good luck with everything – hope you get good news at the doc today! {and good luck on their game!!!}
haha She sounds like an awesome kid!!! 🙂 I died my hair burgundy when I was in high school. The good thing about hair – it always grows back out a *normal* color in the end 🙂 haha Good luck with everything – hope you get good news at the doc today! {and good luck on their game!!!}
haha She sounds like an awesome kid!!! 🙂 I died my hair burgundy when I was in high school. The good thing about hair – it always grows back out a *normal* color in the end 🙂 haha Good luck with everything – hope you get good news at the doc today! {and good luck on their game!!!}
haha She sounds like an awesome kid!!! 🙂 I died my hair burgundy when I was in high school. The good thing about hair – it always grows back out a *normal* color in the end 🙂 haha Good luck with everything – hope you get good news at the doc today! {and good luck on their game!!!}
Heh. We get all worked up and fearing for their lives and their emotional stability and they want red hair.
What a cool kid you have there Liz, I’m sure I would be a sniffling baby.
Heh. We get all worked up and fearing for their lives and their emotional stability and they want red hair.
What a cool kid you have there Liz, I’m sure I would be a sniffling baby.
Heh. We get all worked up and fearing for their lives and their emotional stability and they want red hair.
What a cool kid you have there Liz, I’m sure I would be a sniffling baby.
Heh. We get all worked up and fearing for their lives and their emotional stability and they want red hair.
What a cool kid you have there Liz, I’m sure I would be a sniffling baby.
Heh. We get all worked up and fearing for their lives and their emotional stability and they want red hair.
What a cool kid you have there Liz, I’m sure I would be a sniffling baby.
Heh. We get all worked up and fearing for their lives and their emotional stability and they want red hair.
What a cool kid you have there Liz, I’m sure I would be a sniffling baby.