Since October I have been running the Kiddos to school early three days per week. Bubba had to be there at 7:30 on Monday and Friday and Chickie had to be to school at 7:40 on Monday and Thursdays. The reason? They are both in jazz band for their respective schools. I felt like a chauffeur so many mornings. It throws a huge kink in my schedule in the morning. I am trying to get myself ready for work, trying to get some exercise in plus do some chores before we leave the house so adding in that I need to run the Kiddos to school, it did not make me happy.
So last week at night they had their concert.
Yes, Chickie plays the flute and she did a fantastic job of it.
Then it was Bubba’s turn with his group.
Let me tell you, I was so proud. I sat there the whole time during the entire concert with a huge grin on my face. All of the mornings that I was complaining to myself of having to run them to school early and it was throwing a wrench in my morning, it was all worth it. Nothing like making a mother proud. Sometimes you feel as a mother that your whole life is for your kids and you forget who you are but when you sit and see how well they do at something that you are a part of, making sure they get to the practices on time, it makes a mother proud.