Faking It!

I forgot mention a few posts ago how many kids are in softball/baseball and how many games we actually have to juggle. Jaren plays on Tuesdays and Thursdays, Isabel and Annika(on the same team) play on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and Beckham who also plays on Tuesdays and Thursdays. On those two days we have to figure out how to get to 3 games. Sometimes they are all at the same time. Other days they are staggered.

Yesterday we had just two games to juggle. Just as Isabel was getting on her uniform she started to complain of chest pains. Oh really, I thought to myself. She also complained of a stomach ache. Skeptical of her symptoms I told her she better go right up to her room and get into bed. What am I suppose to do when every now and then she grabs desperately at her chest. I did call Isabel down for some Top Ramen. She asked me what I thought the pain was. I told her, "A bad case of I don't want to go to my softball game-itis." People, you know your own children. You know when they are faking and when they aren't. She was faking. I wish I was a quick witted as my husband though. When he got home he asked Isabel if she was still in pain. She said yes. He told her we better take her to the hospital cause chest pains are serious. Her eyes got a little bigger and she said the pains, miraculously, went away.

I understand the fear and anxiety that come moments before a game. Even in a simple city league. Hello, that's why I passed on the chance to play on a women's team. The pressure to hit that small ball and then sprint to first basing hoping to heaven that you can get your fat butt moving faster then the ball. I would fake chest pain too!!