That’s what happened to us last week. We’ve had a couple of busy weeks recently and had baseball almost every night for the last two weeks. The weekends weren’t any better as we had a birthday party to prep for after baseball on Saturday and the actual party on Sunday. Then last week most of our games were late and the kids didn’t even get to bed before 10. Two of those game nights we had team pictures and if course the pictures overlapped the game times. Thank goodness we have two cars, we were able to run one to pictures and bring them to their siblings game later.
I was hoping to avoid it, but Thursday I ran smack dab into that proverbial brick wall. Exhaustion completely overtook me. I couldn’t push myself to do anything extra. (I’m a few days behind on my 30 days of fitness.) I could barely get through work and scrape dinner together. Even sitting through the baseball game of the evening was rough. I always think I can avoid the brick wall that is exhaustion, but at some point my body always says, “Enough!”.
The boys had also been doing pretty good, until Thursday. Vincent has been working so hard and keeping is emotions in check during his games (we’ve had some problems in past years), but Thursday he just couldn’t do it anymore. He completely lost his composure and was way to hard on himself and spiraled into one of his meltdowns. There was no stopping it. It’s rather embarrassing at the age he is, but it comes with the territory of raising a highly emotional child…we can only continue to help guide him so he learns to manage them in a healthy way and work with his pediatrician, who says it’s a normal thing as their brains still aren’t developed all the way in certain areas. But, to be fair, he did pretty good since he was up at 6:00 every day to get to summer camp on time and baseball kept him up past 10 all week.