*sigh*....when I became a parent, I knew I was going to have to sacrifice a lot of things in my life. I've pretty much sacrificed and given up a lot of my hobbies and pastimes. I even put aside 1 of the very few things I'm passionate about: Music. One thing, however, I never dreamed or tought of compromising was basketball...of all the things I wanted to keep doing after my son was born, running ball was probably at the top of my list. Now, with my son going through some sleep issues it seems that even THAT will have to be sacrificed to a certain extent. To say that I'm not happy about it is an understatement...basketball was the one thing I wanted to keep as my saving grace, my "break", my getaway from parenthood and all the things that come with the territory. As I stare at the clock and watch time tick while I wait for my son to sleep...I keep saying to myself: "fuck man, go to sleep so I can run some fucking ball."
I don't get it...it never used to be a problem for him to crash at night.
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