So yesterday marked 59 consecutive nights that I had gotten up at least twice a night with a sick kid (or to check on a sick husband.)
I honestly didn’t think there was an end in sight. In fact, when thinking about what to write about this week, I was pretty sure it was going to be some iteration of 60 Nights and Counting…..
But GUYS. THERE WAS NO 60th NIGHT!!! The streak has been broken. Last night, NO ONE COUGHED. NO ONE SCREAMED “MOMMMMMM”. The nebulizer sat untouched.
Strangely enough, just before I went to bed last night, I sat in the family room and listened as Izzy did a “BC swim alumni” Zoom with the new coach, Dara Torres.
I am sure many of you recall last year when Izzy’s BC swim team was suspended. The whole situation was insane- as were the many thousands of dollars Lance and I had to pay for attorneys to make sure our kid was protected- despite Iz not even being at the events in question.
I had honestly wondered how BC scored an olympic swimmer as the new head coach after a pretty rough year and lots of negative publicity. So despite not being invited to the alumni call, I could not help but listen. Man, Dara Torres was so impressive.
She believes in second chances. She kept calling the team “the kids”- like they were hers to take care of.
She was incredibly positive, but not sugary sweet. She just kept saying she believes in second chances.
It made me really stop and think. I tend to hyper-fixate, especially when things don’t go as planned. Some might say I dwell. (‘Some’ might be code for ‘Lance’)
But eavesdropping on Izzy’s call was so insightful. This time last year, we wanted nothing to do with BC.I swore I would “never give them another dollar as long as I live”. But just a year later, there is new blood that wants to rebuild the broken system. I really want Izzy to feel proud of the school she graduated from and the team that she gave 3 years of her life to.
I don’t know, maybe it’s the sappy old lady in me, maybe it’s the lack of sleep- but I love that the new coach wants to rebuild and not dwell on the negative.
I think there is a lot to be said about positivity. I love the concept of positivity, but at times I am definitely more negative than I would like. So starting today, I am going to focus on being more positive.
I am not going to dwell on my lack of sleep or my creaky old body that seems to be breaking down. Nor will I dwell on the fact that Boeden missed almost his entire first week of school. Rather, I will celebrate that he actually went to school today, and he was incredibly excited. He was not anxious. There was no drama. (As I type this I am suddenly worried I have been in the wrong house for the past 24 hours!!)
So here’s to positivity. And second chances.
UPDATE I seriously think my family has been swapped out and I am living with imposters. I picked Boeden up from the bus just now and he said “I missed you ZERO today, Mom!” Most moms would be super offended- and I won’t lie, it stung for a quick second. But considering how hard I have worked to get him to not miss me, I think this is a win- despite my wounded ego!!
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