I don't have to do that. I could only blog about the good things, paint a picture of blissful family life and who knows maybe focusing on the positive things would be a good spin.
But for me, I think the key is finding a balance between posting all of the sunshine and roses moments and being honest about the squirrely moments.
But after the challenges of the past few days, I feel like we needed a win and we got one, in the form of Zach's team getting defeated 4-1 in his hockey game on Sunday.
Hockey games can be especially hard for Zach. There is a lot of expectations in terms of behavior and lot of expectations in terms of responsibility. Case in point, this year the kids are required to get all their equipment on, including their skates, by themselves with no help from parents.
Trying their own skates can be a challenge and it was frustrating for Zach. So I always kind of cringe whenever he has a game in the hopes that it all goes well.
We arrived at the rink, and Zach went into the locker room with his team. I checked on him a little later to make sure he was doing ok and guess what? He tied his skates... all by himself!!!
Then it was game time. Zach was playing well, hustling around the ice (he's defence). He even managed to get a few breakaways.
But then it happened. The other team scored. This is about the time when the wheels usually fall off. Zach falls apart, crying and saying things like "Well that's it, we're going to lose" even if it's only in the first minute of the game. We have tried every which way from Sunday to get through to him. From talking about how it makes his teammates feel, to the whole "it's just a game" line of reasoning. But nothing seemed to work.
So it was with bated breath that I looked for Zach's reaction after the goal. To my surprise.... nothing. No angry stick pounding the ice, no tears.... Nada. Then... it happened again and again...each time the other team scored and each time Zach just didn't react to it.
The other parents were getting down about how we were playing and how the refs were missing calls, but there was me... just sitting there...
I had the BIGGEST smile on my face. I was so proud of him. Honestly, I don't think I have EVER been so proud of him. After the game, he was over the moon. Just beaming...
When I asked him how he was able to handle this game differently, he just said "I finally just realized there was nothing to get worked up about".
I'm not so naive as to think that there won't be games in the future that will rile him up, but I genuinly feel that something clicked in Zach.
It was a really great moment. This was a win... a big one.