High Maintenance Mom

I couldn't sleep last night knowing that I had so many things to do today. Tomorrow begins four inservice days for our preschool and I had several projects at work to finish beforehand. Today was also the day to register for gymnastics for out-of-town families. It's not enough that we have to pay more money but we also have to get to registration before 8 AM in order to get a spot in our second or third choice class...

I woke up this morning and tried to get out of the house on my bike as soon as possible. Looking back on it, I'm not sure riding my bike was the best choice. The plan was to get exercise and also only have one car at the preschool meeting this evening. Of course, I wasn't able to get out of the house on time and while I rode as fast as I could, the traffic prevented me from making up for my late departure. I arrived out-of-breath at registration at 8:18 with helmet hair. At 8:18 I was #27 on the list to register and there were only 2 spots available in the class I wanted. There were also lots of perky parents looking showered and well rested. I wasn't feeling my most friendly and tried to tell myself that I wasn't insane for waiting in line on a Thursday morning when I had so many deliverables due at work. I'm pretty sure that, "I had to wait in line to get my son into gymnastics" isn't the best excuse.

We wanted the 10 AM spot for Little Grab's first gymnastics experience so he could be in his class while big brother B went to swimming (10 miles away). I eventually did get called on and was able to get one of the last spots in our second choice class. It still amazes me that we all go through this process out here. And after the completely type A behavior we go through to get into the classes, we then try to force ourselves not to be type A towards our kids if they don't want to participate in the class.