Sacrifice

We all know that being a mother requires sacrifices...  that's a no-brainer.  But, sometimes - whining and crying, bitching and moaning, wishing and wanting and venting about it all? Can totally help! So, this one's along those lines....

I'm a huge fan of the show LOST.  If you don't follow it, I'll (accidentally) bug you about it and ask you everytime we see each other if you watch, and then WHY NOT!?  I'll try and talk you into taking our season 1 DVD's to enjoy... and you'll get annoyed with me but be polite and keep reminding me that it's just not your thing or whatever.  But anyway, I'll let you know that the lost Season 5 premier is on Wednesday, January 21st. I'll let you know not to call or come by that evening, because I'll be glued to the tv beside husby. The kids will be... i dunno.. enjoying a DVD in their rooms or going to bed early or something.  It will be *MY* time with husby... one sacred time for ME ME ME ME...  do you get the picture? Don't call me during the show!!

But, did you catch that? The season premier is TONIGHT!  And, while I've been counting the days until Jan 21st, and have been reminding all my lostie buddies that the show starts on the 21st of Jan, it's a Wednesday, don't forget, only x days left until weds, the 21st - which is the premier of LOST         ... I failed to remember something kinda important.

You see, my darling 4 year old - Julia - has dance class on Wednesdays.  She loves dance class. She wants to be a "ballerina AND a ballerina-teacher" when she grows up. She dances in her spare time, making up dances to the beat of the music.  She has dance class just once per week and looks forward to Wednesdays every single week.  But, she's so shy and so quiet and such an introvert, that she never really dances in dance class.  She'll barely do the motions with the rest of the class during the time that she's there - only coming half-way out of her shell during the last 5-10 minutes of the 50 minute class. 

And, she loves to know that I'm watching - because it helps her confidence and it makes her feel the need to show off what she knows.  Unfortunately, the dance school was very poorly designed (in my opinion) because parents are not encouraged to watch at all.  Parents are not allowed inside the classroom, and are kept in this holding room (okay, waiting room, but it feels more like a holding cell) which is no bigger than the walk-in closet in our master bedroom.  The holding room has two skinny little benches and one tiny square window that peeks into Julia's classroom.  The hardcore parents are always hogging the window, making commentaries on their little dancers' every move.  I rarely get to peek into the sacred window... so, I usually take off for the 50 minute class and skid back into the building just in time to pick Julia up at the conclusion of class.

The kicker of this story is that this happens to be Visitor's Week. Which means that moms and dads are invited to come inside the classroom and watch the whole time for this week only.

So, I'll be sacrificing my plans for the night I've been looking forward to for a very long time in order to go with Julia to dance class.

But really, when I say it like that...  watch TV or watch Julia dance - it really seems like no contest.  heh..

See? I feel all better already! Thanks for listening.

Somehow, I'm going to have to watch LOST before I read any blogs tomorrow or talk to any of my Lostie friends....  I wonder how soon they'll get the episode up on the website..