… but not doing what you’d expect. I’m on my computer while everyone else in my hotel room sleeps.
I am currently in a Westin in Huntsville, Alabama, along with Kid C and Kid E, and of course Kid B as her team is playing in the US Youth Soccer Region III Presidents Cup, representing Georgia in the U14 Girls division. Kid B is the team’s goal keeper and she rocks.
We drove here Thursday on a few highways, but many more country roads. After passing four hours worth of farms and swimming holes, we finally arrived. Then I realized Kid B was burning up with fever.
One day into the playing part of the tournament, and lots of water, ibuprofen and rest later, her team is leading their flight in points. They play again this afternoon, but regardless of the outcome, they will be playing in the semi-finals tonight against a wildcard team. The winner of that game goes on to play in the finals on Sunday.
Then he had to poop. So we did that as quietly as we could (but my kids like to chat while they are on the toilet… so there was that). It wasn’t even 7AM and I knew I needed to let the girls rest more (Kid C was showing signs of illness last night too), so Kid E and I put our bathing suits on and headed down to the hotel pool. But first he insisted we go out to the car to fetch his goggles, so as to ensure that even more people saw me with early morning bed head and my pool cover-up. Thanks, Kid E.
After about forty-five minutes of brand new swimmer, half-swimming-half-drowning by my youngest child while I stood right next to him to fish him up after the drowning halves (lobby coffee in hand the whole time) in the “heated” indoor pool, we headed back up to the room. I use quotation marks because, two hours later, we are both still shivering.
I put Kid E back in his pajamas (at his insistence) and tucked him into the warm Westin Heavenly bed. Then I went to take a hot shower. When I was done, all three kids were sound asleep, so that’s how I ended up here… in the bathroom on the third floor of a very nice hotel, trying to keep myself quietly occupied.
I am hopeful that they will all wake up rested, fever-free, and ready for another day of awesome soccer. Go Ambush!
Wish me luck for tomorrow…