And that has been the toughest adjustment, in some ways, to life in Texas. Being smack dab in the middle of April and thinking it is June. I took James to a Houston Astros game on Friday night (they do fireworks and we love them!) and, sitting there in the warm breeze, it felt so much like a balmy, perfect June evening...in Michigan. I am not complaining. It just messes with one's sense of time, when one has had issues with that her whole life anyway.
James and I played football in the yard tonight. Well, we played catch and he ran routes that he made up and gave to me. Yes, my young son has been sucked into the massive machine that is the Texas youth football program. It is daunting, and yet seeing the sparkle in his eyes is a good thing. When I'm not obsessing over the types of injuries that can be had on the field. I love, LOVE watching football. I am not so sure that I will love, LOVE watching my son play. We'll see. For now, it's fun to toss the football back and forth and, every once in a while, get a "Hey, that was an awesome throw, Mom!" in return for my efforts. He is fun. He makes things fun.
My mom and grandma are coming down for a few weeks in the middle of May. I am really happy they are coming down, and yet sad because my dad was planning on coming down at the end of May. I cannot have everything and dealing will have to be done I guess. I am hoping Grandma is cheerful and a good time is had. I have been stressing myself with worry-financial what ifs and the like. Living in the moment is not a strong point of mine and some days I just wish for either A. do the things you planned on getting done or B. don't get them done but don't beat yourself up over it. I'll let you know how that goes.