School with kids is an adventure of a different type. A horse of a different color, that could very much be compared to marathon or triathlon training with and without kids (hey, this is an endurance blog afterall). A classic case of you don’t know what you’ve got till its gone. Sing it with me now, pave paradise and put up a parking lot (side note: you know you are a parent when you can’t hear/see the Counting Crows without immediately thinking of Shrek…you know, the big green ogre) .
Certainly not to say that having kids is the end of the world, quite the opposite. They are an amazing blessing that will fulfill empty spots in your heart that you never even knew existed until the first time you held that baby. I wouldn’t trade this experience for the WORLD.
But having kids is certainly the end of an era….and that era is free time. You may *think* you don’t have any free time before you have kids, but the truth is, you do. You just don’t know where to look for it, and chances are you won’t realize it until a 2 week old baby is demanding to be fed/changed/rocked at that hour. Or a 3 year old is *insisting* that he get himself dressed, put on his coat, sneakers, etc (“I DO IT MYSELF!!!”) and you end up leaving the house 45 minutes later than you had planned.
I remember my first go at college, back in 2000-2002. I worked at an on campus work study job in the marine science lab. We were paid to do our homework and “monitor” the lab. By monitor, I mean when we got bored we would race lobsters, or play a rousing game of “toss the tautog”. (Now older and wiser I feel bad for the poor fish, but if it makes them feel any better, I don’t eat any of their brethren). Clearly we were very UN supervised. I hated that I had to have a work study job to have any money. It majorly interfered with my homework, which majorly interfered with my social life.
Makes no sense at all does it?
Thursday, in my 8:00 am class, my professor asked the group as a whole “who worked out this morning before class?” No one in the sleepy eyed bunch made a peep. Professor then turned to me and said “No one? Heather? Not even you? ” Busted, called out already for being the crazy-marathon-mom in the neon orange sneakers on the third day of class. I replied back “Not today” and instantly felt guilty. Because you know what I DID do that morning? Woke up at 5:30 and sat on the computer mindlessly surfing the internet while I sipped on some caffeine. Around 7 I got off of my lazy butt, got showered and dressed, and went to school. Granted, I was NOT feeling very well that morning, so I gave myself credit for taking that day off from morning mileage.