Remember my post about being excited that the school year had begun?
Not so much anymore.
Just when I was feeling overwhelmed with the new schedule,
Dom starting Cross Country,
Connor continuing Taekwondo,
Emma Kate in the car,
Emma Kate out of the car...
Last night as I lie in bed desperately trying to go to sleep at 11pm, my mind whirling about how I needed to be up at 5 in order to get everyone where they needed to go and myself at work by 8:30...
When I heard a sudden bang and sobbing coming from downstairs.
Jeff and I jumped up and ran down to find Dominic lieing down holding his ankle and sobbing uncontollably.
I tried not to overreact, gave him some ice, told him the rest of his homework could wait, and got him to bed with his foot elevated.
I felt really guilty as I went back to bed, my face hot with anger. Really?!?! I should've been feeling worry and concern...but I was actually angry that this happened.
This picture was taken this morning. I know he's smiling and looks very happy that he doesn't have to go to school today. Really I had to threaten him with his life to get a smile out of him!
I write this lightheartedly, but in truth my heart is heavy. I am fighting back tears right now thinking about how Dominic can't run this season, about how often I have him walk home from school to make life easier, about how I've been to Kaiser 3 times in the past 5 days and can't, for the life of me, get some time off work today to get Dom in to be checked out. (Hopefully Jeff can get off early this evening.) I feel so overwhelmed and pray that this will pass quickly.