Earned that Good Mother Badge, Two Weeks in a Row!

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I've been sick for most of the week, though I don't think it's strep. Seems mainly like a cold, with general aches, tiredness, sneezing, and so on. Today I'm feeling slightly improved and thought I might even get over to the fitness center for a short workout, since I haven't gotten to go work out for a week.

Yeah, well, I got a work out, but not the one I bargained for!

Last week I agreed to attend my two kindergarten son's field trip, which was a walk from the school to the library to celebrate Dr. Seuss' birthday. My little guys were SO excited that I was going to come on their field trip, and I didn't want to let them down. I decided I was well enough to go, even though it didn't sound like a ton of fun.

Once I started getting ready my almost-4-year old son asked if he could come along on the field trip. Since he doesn't have preschool today I figured he might as well go with me.

Just as I started to get ready, my firefighter husband got called to go to a house fire. Off he went in our only car, and I was left to figure out what to do.

Just skip the field trip? (But my boys would be so disappointed!)

Call somebody for a ride? (Who would I call?)

Walk to the school? (It's a little farther than my normal workout, I'm still not totally healthy, I have my preschooler to consider, and the stroller is gone with the car...)

OK, so what I finally came up with was that I could walk to the fire station (1 mile away) and get our car, and go on to the field trip.

Now I was on a real time crunch. I was trying to remember how long it normally takes me to walk a mile, and then figure in the fact that I haven't had a workout walk for a week, I'm sick, and I'll have my 43 pound son piggy back riding on me. Oh, and it's all uphill from here to the fire station.

No Prob! Anything for my kids!

So I hurried to get my wild mane of hair under control (hasn't seen a straightening iron for days), get some clean clothes on (I guess I can't really stay in my PJs for this event, can I?), get my little buddy bundled up, and off we went.

By 5 minutes into the walk was seriously wondering where my common sense had gone. There was a cold wind, my weakened state of physical illness was feeling very obvious to me, and I could not imagine how I was going to be able to walk fast enough to make it to the field trip in time, though I knew it would be ok if I just met up with the kids at the library.

Well, I'll spare you all the details except to say that we eventually made it to the car, made it to the field trip (the kindergarteners were walking out of the parking lot), went to the library (where we were bored out of our minds listening to a **20 minute long story** which is waaaay too long for 5 year olds.....and 35 year olds....), and walked back to the school. By the time it was all said and done I felt shaky and weak, so high-tailed it back here for some lunch and rest.

But at least I was a Good Mother!!! ;)