Yet another reason

I’ve been thinking a lot about the list of “reasons why this time it’s different” — which I guess is pretty similar to the list of “reasons why I must do this” and I had another wake-up call that relates to the original list.

The family went to a new friend’s 1st birthday party celebration on Sunday. It was like an all out bash at a play party place for kids of all ages. I knew my 15 month old wouldn’t get to play on everything, that’s fine. I was prepared for the display of cupcakes, candy, snacks, pizza, pasta and soda! Yes, I had a plan. I would cordially turn down a cupcake and instead focus my energy on my son’s enjoyment of his cupcake (only the 3rd in his life so far!). I was prepared for the uncomfortable feeling of spending time with a bunch of strangers except for the two new friends and their one year old. The thing I was not prepared for was the BOUNCY! Yep… the bouncy! My wake-up call.

Does anyone have any clue what the weight limit is on a BOUNCY? I certainly don’t but I knew I was above it. I ignored the bouncy for the first half hour, which wasn’t difficult because my son had no clue what it was. And then… it happened. The 40 year old (and skinny!) Aunt of the 1 year old was enjoying playing with the children, when she came up to me and said “I can take your son into the bouncy if you’d like”… dun dun dun. Of course I translated this to “You are too fat to take your own son into the bouncy, so I’d like to be nice and offer you my service of going into the bouncy with him in your place.” Actually, even though that is how I translated it in my head, I was very appreciative that she offered. The last thing I want is for my son to be held back from doing fun things because his mom is too fat! Right? Most of my life I’ve sat on the sidelines watching everyone else have fun, pretending like it was no big deal to not participate… but no way in hell will I subject my son to that same life! So I smiled and said “Oh that would be great! Sure!”

It popped into my head that I needed to blog about this experience because it was such an eye opener for me. I want my son to have every opportunity in this world, I do not want to hold him back. I don’t want to be the Mom on the sideline watching some stranger play with my son because I’m not able to do it.